"You never told me you're called The DICK," she said out of the blue.
He groaned. "It's just a stupid nickname."
"How did you get it?" Great curiosity appeared on her face, and he hated it because this was something he'd much rather erase in his pas...
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Evangeline frowned at the text she received from her mother, appalled at the audacity.
"meet me at the schools' parking lot. i need your help to carry a few things for the volunteer work at school. i'm waiting."
Hannah didn't even ask her how she was doing, whether she slept alright over at Trudy's house, or anything. Eva could bet with her red hair that Hannah wouldn't have texted her if she didn't need her. For a second, Eva contemplated pretending she hadn't seen the message and letting her mother on her own - it was only fair after all - but Evangeline could never do such a thing.
Trudy walked out of the bathroom then, water dripping from her yellow face as if her luxurious bathroom didn't have cotton towels that were imported from god knew where, her wet hands rubbed at her loose t-shirt to dry them, leaving a wet stamp on the thin material.
Evangeline could never picture herself living the superficial lifestyle - making deposits longer than phone numbers, having the things she wanted whenever she felt like it, and not having to worry about a budget when she went shopping. Despite Eva's persona of not caring about the superficiality of it all, there was a small, tiny part of her that wished to live that luxury for just a day.
Surely, it was a heaven on earth, yet it wasn't prefect like the one in the sky but cursed. Like the glory it came with, it also came with a dark side - backstabbing acquaintances, gold-digging friends, and the pressure of being under the spotlight all the time.
Trudy sat next to Eva and, like the great psychologist she was, Trudy was able to detect Eva's off vibes. "What?" Trudy hoarsed, her voice strained and flat, "What happened to you? Did you miss me that much?"
Eva didn't know whether her friend was sarcastic or not since Trudy was in her guarded mode. "I got a weird text from mom." Eva outstretched her hand with her phone. "Look."
Trudy's bored eyes barely glanced at the lit screen. "Yeah, so? What does it have to do with me?"
Eva collected her hand back to herself, feeling rejected since her friend was being rude to her again. Just five minutes ago, Trudy was trying to be a better friend, but after she went to the bathroom and came out, something changed. It was as if a devil appeared in the bathroom with her and sucked all the energy and effort out of her.
Eva cleared her throat, standing up and going for her previous clothes in Trudy's walk-in closet to change. "She said that she needed me to come help her with some volunteer work at school."
Trudy glared through the window at the exotic garden, pressing her plump lips in a hard line. "Well, it looks like you already decided to leave me, so please do, you'd be doing me a favor."
Trudy was pushing Eva again, acting as if she wasn't the one who begged Eva to sleep over the night. Diciding that staying would be more harmful than useful, Evangeline silently agreed to the mutual-space agreement and left. What pained Eva more than saying goodbye to her best friend was her best friend not saying it back.
