Hope everyone is staying safe and doing what they can. If you find yourself needing alone time, closets and bathrooms are some of the best places to go.
Rose B.
Two for the Show
5
The smell of baked goods greets me as I walk through the door to my apartment. Becky, with her curly hair tied back, hovers around me as I drop my bag on the kitchen table, "Are you sure you're okay?"
I smile at her, "Thanks for worrying about me, but I'm fine, Becky, honestly."
"If you say so," she pauses, thinking about her next words, "I saw Alec in the middle of campus, people will start talking again."
"It's alright, the people who were talking about it in my classes don't remember who he was dating. I guess that's one good thing about having a boyfriend who sleeps around."
Becky looks at the ground and shifts her weight from foot to foot, "Do you...do you think he might mean the apology this time, Rachel?"
"No," I pull notebooks out of my backpack, "if he was truly sorry, he had plenty of time to change his ways when we were together. I'm done being manipulated. This time I won't give in."
I sit down at the table and start on homework while Becky finishes baking. Neither one of us talking until Becky breaks the silence, "Claire is arranging a get together for those of us that live in the apartment complex. Do you want to come with me?"
I think for a moment. I wasn't attached to Alec anymore; I could go out by myself, "Is that why you're baking?"
"Yes, I know you don't like group events, but you seemed to enjoy the party last night, and no one recognized you. Maybe you'll like this too."
I set down my pencil and look ar her. She's watching me with her hands clasped in front of her. "Sure," I sigh, "It's not like our neighbors will connect me to Alec anymore than my classmates did."
She beams at me, "Great!"
I can't help but smile at her too, "I can't promise I'll stay the whole time thought."
Becky nods, and we walk down to apartment 3. The basic apartment is a mirror of our own, but the details are different, giving me a strange disoriented feeling. The place is just as full as the party last night, but it has a completely different atmosphere. There is no loud music, only the buzz of multiple conversations. It reminds me of the house party where I met Alec.
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