“This is the part I always hate about goodbyes,” Camille muttered. Fidgeting with her helmet as we stood next to her bike.
Spring Break was fun, emotional and a lot of things have happened. From jet-skiing, surfboarding, dancing, drinking and just being lazy.
Damian found his way back to Janelle and everyone applauded them when they finally came out of the bedroom. I had my best friend/sister with me who I finally understood a little better now. Happy to know she acknowledged her problems which included noticing men.
Camille had a long way to go but I had hope for her because I found my way. “Then let’s not say goodbye but see you later.” I teased, playfully.
“My see you later is going to be in the next few months or even years,” Camille remarked, rolling her eyes at me.
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