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alone.” I say, phrasing my question in the form of a statement even though talking back at all is making my heart race faster than it has in months.
    It feels like I’m in the hallway with Dillon all over again.  I’m not like Kayden. I’m still the same frightened me. Maybe our time together hasn’t changed me after all.
    I hate this.
    “Fine, we’ll leave you alone. But when you get bored of the guy who can’t talk to you, come find me. I’ll show you a real good time.” the guy named Bryan says before reaching over and stroking his hand over a stray piece of my hair, causing my body to shiver and them both to laugh in response.
    Disregarding the comment, but unable to ignore the movement entirely, I put my focus back down on the paper in front of me and go back to doing what I should have been all along. Answering Isaac.
    It was really nice. I got to spend it with my boyfriend. A whole weekend of watching movies and relaxing. It was awesome.
    His name is Kayden right? Isaac writes and I smile before responding.
    Yeah.
    Does he go here? I never see you with him when we leave class.
    No, he doesn’t. He’s in Toronto. He comes home on weekends, well, when he doesn’t have a game.
    Instead of writing back the way I expect, he nods instead but this time, his eyes crinkle and there’s the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. It’s only after a few seconds of watching it happen that I realize he’s written me back and is now holding the paper out again.
    I’m really glad you had a good weekend with your boyfriend. You seem happier than you did last week.
    So do you. :)
    It’s been a really long time since I’ve written happy faces on an actual piece of paper and doing it with Isaac reminds me of the times that I did it with Kayden. It’s another reminder that the roles are reversed here and Isaac is like me and I’m like the guy I fell in love with.
    I am.
    Any special reason why?
    His response is immediate and it melts my heart.
    Kayden was right. I can do this. I’m starting to think he was right about the whole thing. I really am the only one who can.
    I finally found a friend. Thanks for being my friend, Isabelle. :)
     

Chapter Four
     
    Kayden
     
    “Come on, man! I know that you miss your girl, but we’ve been here for weeks now and you haven’t come out with us once!”
    This is the third time this week that he’s asked me to come out with them and it’s the third time I’m turning him down. Hanging out with a bunch of guys, getting wasted and watching as they all run off and hook up with random chicks might have been my idea of a good time a few years a go, but it’s definitely not anymore.
    I’d rather spend the night alone texting back and forth with my girlfriend than party and I d on’t give a fuck how boring it makes me look. The days of me getting wasted to block out my shitty ass life are over.
    My life is anything but shitty now. It’s damn near perfect.
    Peter puts his hands up in my face, pretending to pray or beg, I’m not sure which and I laugh. I’m not even sure why he bothers considering he’s not gonna get me to change my mind.
    I made sure when I got here to tell all of them about Belle. I don’t even know why the hell I did it, but it was like somehow I knew deep down that the partying, drinking and hookups were waiting around the bend the same way they were in high school and I wanted to head it off at the pass.
    It’s something that comes with the territory when you play ball. It was a fucking religion in Wexfield and I can only imagine it’s even worse here. People take their football seriously, even though Toronto is known as hockey country.
    “Dude, just one time! I swear to god if you come tonight, I won’t ever ask again.”
    The idea of him finally screwing off and never bugging me about it again makes his offer slightly more appealing than it was a few minutes ago, but I’m still not gonna say yes. I can tell by the look on Dillon’s face he finds