Just Friends

I’m going to cry, but I don’t want to ruin my makeup. I worked on my eyes for twenty minutes this morning. I wasn’t about to screw up a good cat eye and decent contouring.

Life never happens like you believe it will. You think you have it all together, that you’ll never deviate from your plan, but it’ll happen. Forces beyond your control will come along and bam, everything changes

think he likes that I resist him. I’m a challenge for him to conquer.”

doesn’t really care what I do

At least at home, Mom

I hide away in my room, counting down the days until I can go back to Mom’s.

Most of the time I’m the one missing.

good distraction. Protection.
My shield against the potency that is Ryan

The problem with messing around with your best friend who happens to be a boy is that they form certain expectations. We’ve crossed the line. In his eyes, there’s no going back. He wants more. He wants it—me—all the time. I think I want that too, but I’m not sure.

I smile, trying to fight the butterflies that flutter in my stomach when he talks like that. Dustin and I have been close since we were young. He’s one of my best friends. I’ve told him everything. Confessed who I liked, who I’m mad at, how far I’ve gone with guys—which isn’t very far—and he’s admitted all his secrets too. He’s the first person I got drunk with. The first person I got high with.