Janice found Lucy in the usual spot but with an unsual expression on her face. She’s alwyas so happy. This must really be tearing her up.
Who cares?! She’s trying to steal your man!
One, he’s not my man. Two, its unreasonable to think I’d be the only one to like the perfect guy.
Ha! Perfect my as-
You really need to stop cursing.
Its only cuz you never do.
Janice shook her head, I really need to stop talking to myself.
Yeah but then who’d you talk to?
“I’m not even going to respond to that,” she muttered as she approached Lucy, “Hey.”
“Hi…” Lucy said, avoiding eye contact at all cost.
“So what was it that you couldn’t tell me in english?” Lucy didn’t say anything. Janice couldn’t stand being mad at Lucy. “Lucy, I’m not mad at you. I couldn’t blame anyone for falling for him. No matter what you say or what happens with him, we’re still going to be best friends.”
Lucy looked at her, hope in her eyes, “Really?”
“Of course. You’d have to do a hell of a lot more to get rid of me buddy.”