if he is going to try and make it home or not. I know we get a week off, but we have to be back on December twenty-seventh. Practice will start back up again for the Supercross season; it starts the second Saturday in January.
“I’m headed back to hang with Mom and Dad for a bit. Are you going home this year?”
“Yeah. It’ll be the same old thing, but I want to get away for a little while, too. We get a week, what about you guys?”
“We get the same. I fucking love this time of the year. The training is intense to get ready for the first race, but it’s worth it.”
“I want to make it over to see your parents while home and maybe we can get a few workouts in together.”
“My parents love you. Dad is always asking how you’re doing, so if you don’t come over he’ll be pissed at you.” I know Ryan is serious when he says it, even though he is smiling at me. His dad and I are close. I feel bad that I haven’t been back to see him or even kept in touch with him recently.
“Definitely!”
We both head in, after a couple of hours, to grab something to eat and to get ready for tonight’s festivities.
Ansley
AFTER GRADUATION, it was full speed ahead for me and Cara. She moved to South Carolina about two weeks after we crossed that stage with our diplomas in hand. The perfect job came along, directly in her field of web design and marketing. I’m going to miss her terribly, though she said if she could, she’d be out for a visit soon. I applied at several different marketing companies, but they were always taking the person with more experience. How the hell did they expect me to get experience if no one would hire me?
I missed talking to Cooper and Ryan. They would give me some ideas of what to do right now, but I couldn’t talk to either of them. Ryan, I avoided because now I didn’t know what to say to him either, since I told him about Coop and I. Then there is Coop. OMG, he kissed me, like a real damn kiss. It caught me off guard, which caused me to immediately feel something. I noticed, little things about him had gone from being friend things to maybe more than friend things, and it was confusing to both my mind and my heart, but didn’t know why. He is just my best friend and that is it, right?
I had made a couple great girlfriends in college, so it made it a bit easier not to call or talk to the guys. We kept busy between school and hanging with a few of the frat boys. I say boys because let’s face it, they were just that.
In case you are wondering . . . I still haven’t given “it” up and I won’t until I find the one. The one, meaning more than one night. I’ve come close a couple times. A drunken night where my judgment wasn’t the best, but in the end I knew when to say when and I did. I’ve had a couple of boyfriends throughout the years, but when they got too serious, I tended to pull back. I knew why . . . Cooper. I compared every guy to him. They weren’t tall enough, didn’t say the right things, couldn’t take a joke like Coop did, and so on. He weighed more on my mind than I cared to admit.
Now that school was over, I needed a job, and I need one like now. Mom has been great, helping me out whenever she could with money, but relying on her wasn’t fair to her. She has worked hard all her life, and it was time I started supporting myself. She had been out to visit on several occasions, I’ve missed her a ton throughout the last four years. She kept me posted on the guys and how they were doing.
When I finally found a job, it was with a huge energy drink company. Hyped Energy Drink is one of the biggest out there. With this new job, I needed to move out to California. It wouldn’t be what I thought I’d be doing. I had my bachelor’s degree in design marketing. But when I walked in for the interview, the team of upper management that sat at the conference table just leaned back in their chairs, staring for a moment. Then looking at each other, they