19: Thanks, But...

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19: "Thanks, But No Thanks."


BEFORE YOU READ

Okay, okay! I'm sorry, don't kill me! I know it's been the longest freaking time ever since I last updated, but it's not my fault-- I swears it. Haha.

It's not like I haven't been writing (actually the story is finished in my drafts)... I just haven't been updated. Again, I'm sorry to those of you that like this story and maybe even look forward to reading it, life is just... hectic. To sat the VERY LEAST.

Don't delete the story if you're still reading because I promise it isn't abandoned, just unofficially on a Slow Update Schedule-- should probably add that to the title.

Anyways, thanks for reading!

Anna


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[Unedited (sorry.)]

[Anastasia's POV]

I hugged my best friend while she cried, for the millionth time, over her common boy toy ending their flame. I love her, but she never knew how to pick 'em.

"He just seemed so serious this time, ya know?" I nodded, even though it wasn't true. Unlike her, I hadn't had too much luck or trouble in the dating department... until now.

Before college, I'd had one boyfriend, Jeremy Castle, and we stayed together from sophomore to senior year. Only breaking up because he was going to college in California while I was staying in New York.

"I know, but Mickey, I have to be straight with you." I held her out in front of me by the shoulders, "Roman was a piece of shit."

"He loved me."

"He was terrible to you."

She was quiet for a moment before breaking down all over again. "I knooow, he's such a prick!"

I felt a smile edge it's way onto my face, "You need a girls night?"

She sniffed and looked around her room, "Yeah, my roommate's out whoring it up tonight so we'll do it here."

We spent the next half hour shopping for food off campus and changing into our pajamas. Once we were done, I convinced her to watch When Harry Met Sally, which pretty much just played in the background as we talked.

After some more sobbing about Roman and gossiping about some girls in her Psychology class. She changed subject unexpectedly, looking at me as she took a bite of her mint chocolate ice cream. Yeah, we were being those kind girls at the moment.

"What's going on in your love life these days, Stace?"

My heart skipped a beat. Why? I don't know. Fear, surprise, embarrassment, maybe even happiness? "Um, nothing, have you heard anything?" I laughed, "Know someone I don't?"

She eyed me suspiciously, "Probably. I know a lot of people."

True. My friend was the more social butterfly of the duo.

"Maybe I'll introduce you to one of my friends," she said suddenly.

"Why?" I asked, oblivious to her intentions.

"One of my guy friends. You know, so that maybe something will be going on in your love life. Like soon."

I felt heat creep up onto my olive colored cheeks, "It's sophomore year of college. I don't think I should be focused on that right now."

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