“oh good way to start” she said

“yeah…but then after class I went to go talk to her and she was so sweet, but she like didn’t know if she was gay or not…she was just confused…so I took her on a date and we kissed, then she started hooking up with other girls while her and I were hooking up…but not like sex, just intense making out…” I told her “…and then I told her on the beach one night that I couldn’t be just friends anymore and she said she couldn’t either, so that was our first night together like…physically and as a couple…” I said

“and then what?” she asked

“and then we broke up for a few months, I dated my ex because her and I were friends again so I needed closure, but I realized I am supposed to be with Spencer and now we’re here…still going strong and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been…” I finished then we took a break from running

“so…how’d you know you loved her?” she asked me

“um…I guess I just asked myself if I could picture life without her, and I couldn’t…” I said “…and every time she talks to me I get butterflies in my stomach still, and she makes me laugh when I don’t even want to smile…” I said

“like you do to me…” she muttered, or that’s what I thought she said

“what?” I asked her

“huh? Oh nothing…don’t worry about it, but that’s really cute…” she told me

“yeah…I guess it kind of is…” I said smiling to myself

“you miss her?” she asked me

“everyday…” I told her “…good thing I have a friend like you though…keep my having fun rather than sulking in the room…” I said

“yeah…true that…” she replied “…hey…you didn’t throw up” she said

“hey! I guess I didn’t…I still feel like shit though…” I told her

“Ashley! Brooke! Will you two be joining us today?!” our coach yelled from the field

“what?! I thought practice wasn’t until noon?!” I yelled

“try eleven thirty!” she yelled

“Brooke!” I yelled at her as we both sprinted back to our room then grabbed our mitts and threw on t-shirts with our cleats

“I’m sorry ok…seriously…Michelle told me noon…”