Spoiled, rich, and extreme - Anders was used to having his way. But when he met Meadow, everything seemed to take a wrong turn.
Being sent to a small town was the worst punishment he could ever imagine. He was sure he'd die of boredom.
He didn't exp...
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"You look distracted."
"I am," I admitted, before finishing off my champagne.
I absent-mindedly watched numerous faceless bodies mingle and dance all round the gigantic ballroom at the Olympus hotel in Manhattan. We were at the most awaited social event for all the mothers and daughters in New York City, the debutante ball.
It gave them an excuse to have designer dresses made and to be able to introduce their teenage daughters to society – parade them, more like. That was all there was to it.
I might be here physically, but my mind was in a suburban town across the river. I couldn't help but wonder what a particular someone was doing right now.
"Still thinking about that girl?"
I looked at Gavin, jealous that he didn't have to escort anyone tonight. He didn't have to be here. Not really. He could've stayed at home and skipped tonight's event.
I wished I had that same luxury.
"Aurora told me," he simply said.
Of course, she did. I turned my attention back to nowhere, not saying anything. I knew he wouldn't easily drop the subject, though.
"Is she really that remarkable?"
The corner of my lips lifted up slightly at the thought of Meadow. "She did leave quite a few marks on me." Literally.
"Why didn't you introduce her properly then?"
"I thought the answer was clear," I said, nodding to Conrad.
Gavin shook his head. "Conrad's just Conrad."
"That's not an excuse for his behavior."
He snorted. "There's never an excuse for his behavior."
I only sighed.
"It didn't bother you before."
"I didn't know any better before."
"And you do now?"
"I'm learning."
I could feel my childhood friend staring at me, making me glance at him. He had a bewildered expression on his face.
"Wow, you have changed," he noted.
"It's about time, isn't it?"
"Because of that girl."
Because of the girl.
He shook his head, refusing to acknowledge it. "It's just a phase, man."
I pursed my lips. "Is it?"
"You'll get over it once fall semester starts and everything goes back to normal." He sounded like he truly believed that.
