Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys,

How is everyone? How has your week gone?

Mine feels like I've been drunk the whole time because everything is a big blur where I can't remember anything. Honestly, I'm feeling a lot better about everything, but it's still going to be hectic.

I dropped my Anthropology class because I wanted to cry just thinking about going to that class.. Good thing is, I got added into another class so I won't look like a slacker to the other people in Honors or my parents.

My coordinator talked to me about my whole meltdown. It didn't make me feel better. I'm still stressing, but I'm just like.. meh, stress. But hopefully, with the new people coming in, that I can drill the fact that if they want scholarships, they HAVE to help out at the fundraiser.. So far.. We got two people willing to help out at the fundraiser. DRILL DRILL DRILL. Actually, I think I'm the only one drilling in those points, my coordinator is like.. "Yeah. Priority regristration." I'm like.. "IF YOU HELP WITH THE EVENTS." If not.. you can go away. >.<

I'm grumpy when I don't have sleep.

My two year anniversary is 8 days away and the present is no where.. near. done.

I didn't think that it was going to be this hard this semester.. but.. I think I'm ok now.. Hopefully. Hopefully.. Hopefully.

Happy Friday!

Another Note

Hey, everyone!

I know, I know.. Another note? WHAT!?!?

I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to change my posting schedule.. The new schedule is most likely going to be changed to Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.

I know that I'm being REALLY weird with the posting schedule and I really hate it. I'm not balancing work, school, Honors, family obligations, the girlfriend obligations, and obligations to myself very well.

I'm running on an hour and a half of sleep from last night because I had to go do my training and after I got off of work, I had to go straight to school. now, I'm doing another (almost) all nighter to finish my Bio homework.

People are flaking for Honors. I'm starting to think of it like a relationship. I fell in love too early and now I'm getting my heart broken because they can't reciprocate my feelings and efforts. It's gotten so bad that I want to go MIA like the last president did and I vowed not to do that.

Every time I try to plan something.. I don't have the manpower to do it. I can't even be at the event because I have work and I THOUGHT that I would people that I can lean on when situations like these arise.. but apparently, the most reliable people I know are either not eligible to be in Honors or attend other schools..

I can't even depend on the coordinator who gets PAID to do this. He teaches one less class (he's a full time teacher) so he can do this Honors thing.

I'm so frustrated and irritated and annoyed and angered. Beyond words. Actually, I'm on the verge of tears..

No, it's official.. There are tears.. and I don't cry very often. *sigh*

Note

Hey guys! :)

I'm starting up the polls again and I have a new poll up on the sidebar. We should be back on the regular schedule. Right now, it's not looking like I'm going to cut back on the schedule, but I reserve the right to cut back if I feel like I need to.

I'm not sure if I did apologize or not, but I will apologize for the crazy schedule in the past month. Hopefully, we will not go through another period like that. *fingers crossed*

Happy Tuesday!

PS. I start work today. Whoo-hoo! Training, here I come (in 6 hours). For now, BIO! :)

J'et

Bad Girl

I was sitting on the floor in the corner of my living room, hugging my knees. I was trying to breath normally and not hyperventilate. I glanced up at Brittany standing in the hallway, who was still on the phone with the police. I couldn't hear anything that she was saying to them or what was going on.

I just realized something...

I had been so scared that I didn't realize that the pounding on the door had stopped. I tried to listen for any noises outside, but it was silent.

I slowly crawled my way to the window and carefully peered outside, trying not to cause any attention to myself. I didn't see anyone in the front yard. I didn't see any cars in my driveway or unfamiliar cars parked on my street.

Maybe Farrah had left already? Maybe she realized that she was insane for coming over to my house and pounding on the door like a madwoman. Maybe she left to talk to Taylor, the person she should have talked to before this whole thing.

That was my rational side talking. Then, the irrational side of my brain started to talk.

Maybe she snuck around to the back of the house and was looking for an open window.

Maybe she has a weapon on her and she was planning on really hurting me.

Maybe she wants to kill me!

Maybe she's already in the house right now, just plotting her move! OMG! I'm going to die!

I started to hyperventilate. Brittany came over with a paper bag and a glass of water.

"Hey, hey, hey," she said, softly. She handed me the paper bag and I breathed into it until my breathing became normal. "Calm down, Court. Everything is going to be fine."

"She's going to kill me!" I exclaimed. "She's going to come in the house and kill me!" Brittany gave me a big hug and didn't let me go.

"Ok, calm down, honey," she said to me. "The police are coming." I nodded.

"I'm trying," I said to her.

"She's not going to kill you," Brittany tried to reassure me.

"She could be anywhere here!" I exclaimed. "She could be waiting outside for me with a knife or a gun."

"You've been watching too many cop shows," she said to me, trying to crack a joke. I wasn't laughing.

"I'm serious, Brittany," I said to her.

"I heard her walk away and get into her car," she told me. "You have nothing to worry about."

"Ok, Britt," I said with a sigh of relief.

"Hey, the cops are here," she said, looking out the window. She went to open the door to let them in.

It was only one officer who arrived and it was pretty routine. Officer Novak was really nice and he asked me a bunch of questions, trying to get me to remember exactly what happened. He was really understanding when I had to stop and get a drink of water or started to cry out of nowhere.

I tried relaying what had happened to him as accurately as possible. Things happened so fast that I couldn't remember some of the details.

Officer Novak had to talk to Brittany for a little bit to get her statement since she was the one who called.

Officer Novak came back into the living room.

"Courtney, do you want to press charges?" he asked me.

Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys.

How was your week?

I'm super tired. I haven't gotten my schedule for work yet. I suffered through a 3 hour class without a break. I have homework up to my ears. The whole night class thing is killing me.

I know I'm complaining, but I only got a little bit of sleep because I was helping my friend/one of my boyfriend's best friends with his classes until 5 in the morning..

And I have a light on my car.. that says I need to have something checked and it's been on for a couple of days.. That might be bad. :(

Does anyone know if it's hard to get big companies to donate stuff to organizations and programs. I was thinking about something like.. Jamba Juice or Starbucks or McDonalds.

But, on the bright side. Four day weekend to get everything done! :)

Oh! My 2 year anniversary is on the 18th! So, I have a couple of weeks to finish my present (a scrapbook..). Oh boy. I haven't even started yet.

I promise the schedule will return to normal this week. :)

Good night everyone. I really need to catch some Zzzzzz. :)

Happy Friday!

Face That Screams

The first thought I had was: What the hell was this freaken girl doing standing here at my house? My second thought was: Why is she yelling at me? I didn't do anything to her!
My third thought: Get the **** off of my property.

Ok, well, my dad's property. Whatever! You get the point! She can't just come here to my house and yell at me!

"Yes, I live here," I said, rolling my eyes.

I know that I shouldn't be giving attitude to a crazy person, but I couldn't help it. I was really annoyed.

"You're a slut!" she yelled at me. "Do you think you can do whatever you want? Do you think that you're better than everyone else? Do you think that you can just waltz in and just screw everything up? Do you?"

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about," I told her, what I thought to be very sincerely.

"That's right, play dumb," she sneered at me. "Pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about."

"Really, Farrah, I have no idea what you're talking about," I said to her, honestly confused about everything.

"I know everything, Courtney," she said to me.

"Oh, really?" I asked her. "Then tell me what you know because I certainly don't know. No clue what you're talking about."

"I know that you slept with Taylor!" She shouted. "I know you did!"

I tried to stop myself, but I couldn't. I burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" she asked, angrily. "I don't see what's so funny."

I couldn't stop laughing at her ridiculous accusation. I was practically kneeling on the ground.

"Shut up!" she screamed in my face. "I know you've been talking to him. I saw the two of you yesterday! I followed him to your store and saw you guys together!"

"He came in the store looking for me!" I exclaimed. "He left after I told him that I had a boyfriend."

"You? A boyfriend?" she scoffed at me. "Please, I saw the way you were looking at my man. There is no way that you have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, I do, it's Henry," I told her, rolling my eyes. It was her turn to laugh uncontrollably.

"Please, you and Henry?" she said, in disbelief. She continued laughing for another minute before she could control herself. "Right. Like that would ever happen. Get out here so I can kick your ass!"

I tried closing the door on her, but she grabbed my arm and tried to pull me out of the house. We were struggling for control for.. I don't know how long. All of a sudden, I saw Farrah's fist and felt it collide into my nose. I felt blood trickling down my face. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Courtney? What's goin-" I heard Brittany say before I heard a yell. I felt Brittany pulling me into the house while I gave Farrah a huge push that sent her on the ground. I quickly shut the door and locked it behind me.

"Come out here, you whore!" I heard her shriek. "You don't sleep with my man and get away with it!" She banged loudly on my door.

I looked at Brittany. I was terrified. There was a crazy, screaming psychopath outside my house.

"I'm going to call the police, Court," she said in a gentle voice. "It's going to be ok." I nodded and hoped that she was right.

"Get out here!" More pounding.

"Hurry, Brittany!" I cried as she quickly punched the numbers 9 1 1 on the phone.

Another Note

I forgot to mention that the schedule will return to normal next week. :)

The Crazy Girl

Today started off like any other day. I woke up bright and early at 7 in the morning. Ok, that part wasn't normal. I just couldn't go back to sleep. After getting up and taking a hot shower, I made myself some breakfast. Since I was up early, I was able to put in an hour of TV watching before I absolutely had to start my to-do list.

I didn't know where to start.. I ended up deciding to wash my car. Yes, cool people wash their cars at 8:30 in the morning. I drove my car to the car wash and had their complementary coffee while I waited for my car to come out of the car wash. They do such a good job here that I'm shocked. I've never seen my car this clean before in my life.

I didn't notice that I had left my phone in my room when I left for the car wash and I came home to a message from Henry. We were planning on going out to dinner tonight to celebrate his new job. I wanted to go somewhere fancy-ish like The Cheesecake Factory as opposed to going to our usual burger joint like Henry wanted.

I went on my voicemail to listen to Henry's message.

"You have one new message. Beep!" the annoying voicemail voice tells me.

"Hey, Court," Henry said on the message. "I have some really good news and some really bad news. I'll start with the bad news first. I'm not going to be able to make it to dinner tonight. But here's the good news! It's because my boss called me and they want me to be working tonight on this big project that they're doing. I'm really sorry, babe, I know that you were really looking forward to having dinner to celebrate my new job. I promise that I'll make it up to you. I have to go get ready and go to work. Bye, babe. Again, I'm really really sorry that I can't make it to dinner."

"End of messages." says the voice.

I sighed. I was really disappointed that we couldn't go to dinner that night, but I completely understand that Henry had to work. I mean, this was just a one-time thing. He's never flaked on me before and I doubt he'll ever flake on me ever again. I wasn't even mad at him because Henry just loves his job.

So, now I have nothing to do later today. I sighed.

"What's with the sad face, sis?" Brittany asked me when she walked into my room.

"Henry canceled on me," I said, sadly. "I don't have anything to do now and it's my day off from work. I guess I'll just stay home and be bored all day."

"Listen to yourself, Court," she said, rolling her eyes at me. "Since when do you need your boyfriend to entertain you?"

"You're right, Brittany!" I said, smiling.

"Stop whining and let's go make something happen," she said to me. "We don't need boys to have fun! It'll be you and me, Court!" She smiled at me. Her smile was contagious. I couldn't help but get on board with the idea.

"Yeah!" I said, excitedly. "Let's go!"

"Let me get ready," she said, excitedly. She skipped happily out of my room. I shook my head and smiled in amusement.

I really love my sister. I know that she has better things to do than to do whatever it is we're going to be doing today. I smiled to myself, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.

The doorbell rang.

Huh, that was weird, I wasn't expecting anyone over today.

"Brittany!" I yelled. "Are you expecting anyone over today?"

"No!" I heard her yell back. The doorbell rang again.

I went downstairs and opened the door.

"You!" the person screamed at me.

Farrah.

Note

Just going to update everyone really quickly. :)

I didn't receive a call today from my employer today about my schedule. So, I called them. They told me that I'll get a call tomorrow or Thursday when I start working, which I think will be this weekend hopefully.

I don't know why I thought this department store was more organized than the last one I worked at. HAHAHA.

So, the situation is basically still the same as my previous note.

On a positive note: I love my Tuesday night class. :)

Just a Note

Hey guys!

I just wanted to let you guys know that I started school today and I'm getting my schedule for work tomorrow, I'm not sure how it will effect the posting schedule yet. I might have too much on my plate for 3 posts a week. But I want to let you guys know and give everyone a heads up!

J'et

Break It To Him Gently

My mind raced with a million thoughts. I was getting off of work in a little bit, should I go get coffee with Taylor like I promised him? It wouldn't hurt, right? But do I really want to put myself in that position? It would look pretty bad if anyone saw Taylor and I having coffee together. What would that do to Henry? I wouldn't want him to go have coffee with another girl. Decisions, decisions! For the record, I'm not loving this whole being an adult thing.

"Court?" Taylor said, waving his hand in my face in an attempt to try to get my attention. "If you're busy, I can always come back later."

"Um, yeah," I said to him. "I'm not sure if that would be a good idea, Taylor."

He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes. He knew that I was a sucker for his puppy dog eyes. I could tell that he was going to try to pull me into his spell.

"Why would it be a bad idea, Court?" he asked me with a smile. "Are you scared that you might still have feelings for me like I have feelings for you?"

I fought the urge to laugh in his face. He was delusional if he thought that I was even interested in him after all that stuff with Farrah. I have Henry now and he's a million times better than Taylor. Henry is surprisingly more mature and understanding than Taylor is. I think that proves that age doesn't determine maturity.

"No, of course not," I scoffed. I bit my lip.

"Well, then what's the problem?" he asked me.

"I'm not sure if my boyfriend would appreciate me going out and having a cup of coffee with my ex-boyfriend," I said to him.

I put my hand over my mouth. I didn't mean to let that slip out.

I saw the color drain from his face and he stared at me as if he couldn't comprehend what I just said.

"Did you just say what I thought you said?" he asked me. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, for awhile now," I said to him.

I felt awful breaking the news to him like that, he looked completely heartbroken and defeated.

"Well, I guess, I should stop bothering you then," he said, sadly. "Would it be weird if I asked if I know who it is?"

"Not really?" I said, uncertainly.

I didn't care if Taylor knew who it was. It wasn't a secret anymore. Well, we still have to tell Adam, but he's too busy trying to eat Zoey's face. Speaking of Zoey, she no longer hates me as a person and we're trying to become friends again. Sorry, total sidetrack moment.

"I'm seeing Henry," I said after a moment of silence.

To my surprise, Taylor started laughing. Really loudly and uncontrollably. I was getting stares from Megan and Cody. That's how loud Taylor's laughing was.

"What's so funny?" I asked him, annoyed.

"I would have never expected that," he said to me. He smiled. "Well, I feel better now."

"Great," I said, sarcastically.

"Call me when the two of you break up," Taylor said with a grin. "We'll get coffee."

With that, he left the store, leaving me fuming... and wondering why people don't expect for me and Henry to be a couple.

I decided not to worry about it, besides.. Taylor doesn't know anything about Henry.

All I know is.. I was getting tired of Taylor's presence in my life.

You Promised

Ok, so Megan and I are seriously not going to become best friends forever anytime soon. I feel kind of bad for saying this, but she's annoying me. I know, I know. I was so excited to call her and tell her that she was hired. There was also the whole I-need-a-new-girlfriend thing. But she's REALLY annoying me. I'm not sure if it's the billions of questions that she felt the need to ask me or I don't know, the reassurance that she needs every five seconds to make sure that she's doing everything right.

"Am I folding these jeans right, Courtney?" She perfectly shows me the technique that I taught her a minute ago for folding jeans.

"The hangers go in this box, right?" She points to box filled with hangers. I felt that it was obvious that the hangers were supposed to go into the box that was clearly marked "hangers", but that's just me.

Maybe I'm just in a bad mood today. I think I might be taking everything the wrong way, but I was too annoyed to not get annoyed by her.

Of course, it didn't help that Cody wasn't doing anything to help me out with Megan. I think that he sensed my annoyance of her and is just waiting for me to explode. He's even playing dumb when Megan started to ask him questions by directing her to me.

"Hey, Cody, how do you do a return?" she asked him. He shrugged.

"I'm not sure, I haven't had to do a lot of those, you should ask Courtney," he said to her.

I mentally groaned in frustration. Cody has been here longer than I have and has done plenty of returns. I wanted to punch him in the face.

"Thanks a lot, Cody," I said, sarcastically when Megan went on her first break. "You're very helpful."

"No problem, Courtney," he said with a devilish smile. "You know.. Megan is kind of cute."

"Ok, whatever," I said dismissively. I went back to restocking.

Megan came back from her break and began showering me with questions again. I mentally sighed. This girl has 4 years of retail experience. What the heck? I tried to answer all of her questions without sounding like a witch.

I went into the storeroom and pulled out a new shipment of skirts, noticing that Megan wasn't nipping at my heels anymore. She was talking to one of the customers. I smiled at the fact that she was no longer bugging me.

I brought the skirts to an empty rack and started sizing them. I noticed that Megan was still talking to the same customer. Actually, it looked like she was flirting with him by her body language. She was giggling and twirling her hair. I couldn't see what he looked like, but judging from her reaction to him, he must have been cute.

The customer turned around and to my shock, it was Taylor. I weakly and awkwardly waved at him. He motioned that I come over. I tried to walk as slowly as possible, dreading this conversation.

"Hey, Courtney, how are you?" Taylor asked me, giving me a one-armed hug. Megan looked at me with her eyes wide open.

"You know him, Courtney?" she asked me, a little shocked.

"We used to date," Taylor explained to her.

I saw the blood draining out of her face. She turned a ghostly white and looked at me nervously as if studying my reaction.

"W-w-well, I'm going to get back to work," Megan said, nervously. "Nice meeting you, Taylor."

As much as I'm excited that things between Megan and I are going to be awkward for some time, I was not excited to be standing here with Taylor in the store. I did not want to talk to him after what happened at the wedding.

Ok, I might have promised him a cup of coffee, but I was hoping that he was too drunk to remember that part of the conversation.

"So, are you free for that cup of coffee you promised?" Taylor asked me.

He didn't forget.

Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys!

How has your week been? I can't believe it's Friday already.

My week has been crazy. It's the last week of summer and I head back to school on Monday. I'm super excited for my classes! :) So, I have about 3 days left to enjoy my summer and spend as much time as I can with my boyfriend and my cat. Our schedules are kind of flopped for school (him mornings, me in the afternoon/night) and yeah.

I have exciting news!.. I got the job! :) My orientation is today! I'm super excited! I'm not sure what I'll be doing for how much, but I got the job! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! My boyfriend and I have money to move out in 3 to 4 years!

My presidency at my Honors program has been a little shaky. Our first event was the picnic and only a couple of people showed up out of everyone who RSVPed. I'm worried that no one is going to want to do anything or try to be active this semester. My two right hand men ditched me. One said "yes" to coming and the other one said "maybe". Irritating.

Oh, for the record.. one of my right hand men who flaked.. had the nerve to say that we should have a vote to get someone to fill in for me because I'm going to be busy with my job. Who else is going to fill in that's as motivated as I am about bring the program off of the ground? It's so hard to stay positive when everyone else (even the coordinator, a little bit)is like "I don't really give a crap."

I can't do everything by myself.. It's not possible, especially for the events. My determination is dwindling.. just because I know that I won't have the manpower to push everything I want to get done this semester, let alone this year.

Sorry that this is so long, I needed to get some things off my chest.

Happy Friday! :)

PS. The schedule is still going to be weird for a little bit longer. I promise that it will go back to normal soon. By soon, in a week.. or two. :)

Girlfriend?

As Henry started his new job, I was left to fill the position that he had left open. Jasmine and I had interviewed so many people today, still going to interview more people. I'm not sure if anyone was right for the store. It's kind of hard to explain, but.. during the interview process, we had some pretty interesting characters.

There was one person who came in with ripped t-shirt and short shorts for her interview. Really? Did you think that we were going to hire you to work here if you're wearing a ripped t-shirt with your breasts practically hanging out and short shorts? Maybe she thought it was a guy who was going to interview her. That's probably it.

Another person came in completely nervous and started stuttering uncontrollably. I couldn't understand a single word he said. He seemed like a sweet guy and I wanted to hire him, but Jasmine couldn't hire him if he couldn't speak to the customers and have them understand him.

I sighed. I couldn't bare to interview any more people. It was just tedious. Each one was worse than the next, it felt like.

The next guy came in for his interview. I'd have to admit that he was pretty cute. The typical looking California boy- blond hair and striking blue eyes. I wouldn't have minded to work with him in the store. He looked like one of those models from an underwear catalog. He looked picture perfect on paper too- he had lots of retail experience. I was wondering why he was unemployed.

He performed really well in his interview. I think that both Jasmine and I were impressed with all of his experience and his answers during the interview. We would have hired him.. if he wasn't such a creep.

After his interview, I went outside for my break. I sat on a bench and read my magazine. All of a sudden, I saw a shadow and I looked up.

"Hey, Max," I said to him. "Did you forget something?"

"Courtney, right?" he said to me. I nodded. He took a seat next to me on the bench. "I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are and was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date with me. I'd sure like to show you a good time." It was obvious that he was staring at my chest.

I looked at him, not knowing if he was serious or not. I just interviewed this guy and he was now asking me out on a date?

"I'm sorry, Max, but I have a boyfriend," I told him. "That is something that is wildly inappropriate to ask someone who just interviewed you for a job. I'm sorry, but you will not be getting the job due to your inappropriate behavior. Excuse me."

I got up and went back inside the store to tell Jasmine what happened. She agreed to stand by my decision to not hire him.

"We're never going to find anyone!" I wailed. "How did it get this bad where it's just only me and Cody left?"

"Well, school is starting soon," Jasmine said, shrugging as if that answered my question. I sighed.

We had to replace Henry's spot for sure, maybe hire a couple of other people to help out. But I think that the store is going to be pretty slow right now. Jasmine's nephew, Victor, is going to start working here when September starts. I was really starting to think that we weren't going to find anyone suitable for the store.

Our last interview of the day was for a girl named Megan. She was amazing! There was nothing wrong with her, she seemed really reliable and friendly. I really liked her upbeat personality and her smile. Jasmine really liked her experience (4 years in retail) and the fact that she had glowing recommendations.

After her interview, we sat down and sifted through everyone's applications and we decided to hire Megan. I was thrilled to be able to work with her.

I get to be the one that calls her and tells her that she's got the job!

Excited! I definitely need another girlfriend after Sarah left.

A Whole New World

Henry and I spent the remainder of our trip to San Francisco just relaxing and enjoying the city. There was nothing really special about the remainder of our stay. The only thing memorable thing we did was go to Union Square and Fisherman's Wharf to people watch. I know it sounds creepy, but I promise, we weren't completely staring at people. We were watching people walk by in their trendy outfits and just complementing them. Ok, that does sound a little creepy.

It was kind of nice to take time away from everything and just relax with Henry. I feel like ever since we got together, there has been a bunch of things that could have ended our relationship if Henry wasn't quite so understanding.

We even had a day where we just stayed in bed and watched movies all day long, like a married couple. It's kind of weird to say that I'm so comfortable with Henry that it seemed that we've been in this relationship longer than it has been. Honestly, it feels like I've been with him for years instead of being with him for a month. We ended up spending our first anniversary here in San Francisco.

****About two weeks later. August 23rd****

I sat in Sarah's room, attempting to pack up all of her things. It was difficult to help her pack up her things when my loyalty was to Justin. Plus, she had a lot of things. I was overwhelmed by the amount of clothes, shoes, jewelry, random trinkets, and crap that she had in her room.

I sat down on her bed and started folding some of her clothes to put into a box to ship over to her apartment in New York. I sighed. This was going to be a long day.

Justin got back from his grandmother's about a week ago. He had stayed a little longer to help her recover and to spend a little extra time with her.

He told Henry and I that he was going to go to not attend University of California: San Diego because it would remind him of the goals that he and Sarah made together. He decided to enroll himself at Beachside Community College.

Honestly, I tried to talk him out of it. I mean, this is college we're talking about. This was really really really important. He can't just give up going to a 4 year college because his girlfriend broke up with him. Justin made up his mind. This was his justification:

"I didn't even want to go to UCSD in the first place," Justin told me. "That was Sarah's choice. That was Sarah's school. I don't even like the place. I wanted to go there because she wanted to go there. Now that she's not going to be there, I really have no business of being there."

Which, I admit was a valid point. So, he's going to be attending Beachside Community College and starting his GE classes there. He enrolled in mostly night classes because they were the only classes that were open. Now, he had to switch to day shifts at work.

Honestly, I felt bad because Justin had to change his whole life for Sarah and now, change it again because of her.

Henry came over to help me pack up Sarah's things. We talked a little bit about college and our future.

"I don't ever want to find us in that position," I told him. "I don't want one of us to compromise for the other and then if something happens, one of us is going to regret that decision."

"That's not going to happen," Henry said. "We're both going to the same school. We have relatively the same schedule. We do a lot of things together." I sighed a little.

"We do," I said to him.

I was a little worried that we were going to get sick of each other and want to take our space when school started.

Henry cleared his throat.

"I didn't want to tell you this because I wasn't sure that I was going to get the job," he said, uncertainly. "But, I got a job offer to work as a paid intern at this company that makes computer software."

"Omg, Henry, that's great!" I exclaimed. "I think that you should take that job!"

"Really?" he asked me. "I think I should too, I really think that this is a good opportunity for me to learn a lot from the company. I've been getting sick of the customers at Bella. I really love working with you though."

"Take the job, Henry," I told him. "You were thinking about heading into one of those fields anyways. Do it and see if you like it."

"I think I'm going to take it!" he exclaimed.

I was extremely happy for him. I really hoped that he wasn't going to take this job because we were going to potentially spend too much time together. Maybe I was worrying over nothing and nothing needed to change?

We continued to pack up Sarah's room until late that night, only completing half of her stuff. As I was getting into Henry's truck, Henry took my arm and held me back. I looked at him confused. He smiled at me and said the magical three words I wanted to hear from him.

"I love you."

Easily Bruised

***Hey guys! I think we're still going to be on this funky schedule until the end of this month and then we'll be back on the normal schedule. I know the posting schedule has been a little weird, but please bare with me. I'm trying to catch up on the posts I missed and put up the posts that are supposed to be scheduled up. It's pretty interesting to try and balance it. Also, writer's block isn't helping. I just wanted to let you guys know and hope that you understand! Thanks! - J'et ***

I let out a sigh of relief. Justin is safe. Henry knows where Justin is. Henry's smiling which meant that Justin is safe and isn't dead, in the hospital, or hurt in any way. Except for the obvious. I thought.

"Where? Where is he?" I asked Henry, eagerly. I smiled. "Where? Where? Where?" I couldn't help but bounce around excitedly, awaiting the news.

"He's in this one city," he said to me. "It sounds familiar, but I'm not sure where it is." I looked at him confused.

"Really?" I asked him. "What city?"

"Some small town called Morgan Hill," he said, shrugging. "I think we passed by it on the way up here."

"Yeah, I think I saw that," I said to him. "I think it's by Gilroy. You know, that city with all the garlic festivals?"

"I think you're right," he said, nodding. "We passed by a lot of cities on our way up here. I'm not sure."

"What's he doing there?" I asked him, confused. As far as I knew, I didn't think that any of Justin's relatives lived in what was it? Morgan Hill? Yeah, I'm pretty much lost here.

"Sarah said something about his grandmother living there," Henry said. "Apparently, he got a call last night saying that she was getting surgery and he wanted to be there for her. According to Sarah, it's not a serious surgery. I think it's surgery for a stye. Justin wanted to be with her after she got back from surgery, so he drove right over there this morning."

"Well, I wish he'd answer the phone so we'd be less worried," I grumbled.

I understood why Justin left, but I was irritated that he couldn't let us know what was going on when we came all the way over to San Francisco to see him- to make sure that he was ok. He couldn't tell us, but he was going to spill the beans to Sarah? The girl who left him for another guy and moved all the way across the country? Really?

Needless to say, I was a little more than irritated, but I'm trying not to sound like I'm being unreasonable in Justin's time of need.

"Well, should we head over to Morgan Hill to see him or no?" I asked Henry. Henry shook his head no.

"I don't think that would be a good idea," Henry said, fiddling with his pen. "He didn't want us to know about his grandmother in the first place, so I don't think he wants us there with him."

"Yeah, that sounds logical," I said to him with a sigh.

"What's wrong, babe?" he asked me, pulling me into a hug. "Is everything ok?"

"I'm just a little irritated at Justin," I said to him. "Why did he say something to Sarah and he didn't say anything to us? It just doesn't make any sense."

"It makes perfect sense, Courtney," he said, kissing my forehead. "He didn't really talk to me or Adam about any of his problems over the years, I'm not sure if he talked to you about his problems, did he?"

"No, not really," I mumbled.

"I'm not surprised," he said. " Sarah has been his go-to person for years. He can't just stop going to her just like that. It's going to be a gradual process before he can quit her cold turkey. "

"You're right, Henry, you're always right," I said, giving him a kiss. "My pride.. I'm just a little hurt."

"I know, Court," he said to me. "How about we go get some lunch and stop by Union Square for a little bit? Get a smoothie? That always cheers you up."

Henry is incredible, always knowing what would cheer me up. I got a phone call from Justin later on that day, letting us know what the situation was and letting us know that we shouldn't worry. He's going to be home in a couple of days. I think Henry and I are going to stay a couple extra days here in San Francisco.

Search

Ring.. Ring.. Ring..

It seemed that the phone rang for an eternity. I bit my lip nervously. Henry can't be right about this. He can't. Justin is perfectly fine, he's just.. He's just.. He's just driving home right now and can't answer the phone. That's right! He's driving! He doesn't have a hands-free headset and he can't answer the phone!

I felt myself getting more and more nervous, trying my best not to completely lose it and break down.

"Come on, Justin!" I exclaimed, nervously. "Pick up! Pick up!"

To my relief, I heard Justin's voice.

"Hey."

"Hey, Justin! I was-" I started to say.

"I'm not available right now, please leave your name and number and I'll give you a call back as soon as I can."

Crap. I got his voicemail. He didn't answer! He didn't answer! A loud beep interrupted my freak out session and it took a couple seconds to realize that it meant that I was supposed to leave a message.

"Hey, Justin," I said into the phone. "Please please please pick up the phone. Henry and I read your note and I'm extremely worried about you. I just want to make sure that you're ok. Please Justin, I just need you to call me back."

I reluctantly got off the phone and looked at Henry.

"What do we do now?" I asked him. He shrugged. "There must be something we can do!"

"I guess we can call everyone that we know who knows Justin to see if he's mentioned where he was going?" he suggested.

"That's a great idea!" I exclaimed, happily. I kissed him on the cheek and practically ran to the elevator.

I knew the only reason why Henry even suggested that to do this was because I was so distressed. I think that he thought that if we put the effort in and tried, that it would somewhat calm me down a couple of notches. I think he may be right.

So, two hours and countless phone calls later, we were still at square one. No one we talked to knew where Justin was. We called his parents. We called Adam. We called his friends from work (we had to get their numbers from Justin's parents). No one we called had heard from him.

I sighed. This was starting to look hopeless. I can't believe that Justin didn't call us back within those two hours. What if something horrible did happen?

"Court, did you hear me?" Henry asked me, breaking through my thoughts.

"No, I'm sorry, I have no idea what you said," I said to him. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. I knew that he was tired of all the calling with no positive results.

"I asked you if we were going to call Sarah," he said. "She might actually know where he is."

"Sure, if you want," I said, shrugging. I didn't feel like talking to her. I put my head down and tried to rest.

"Hey, Sarah, do you happen to know where Justin is?" I heard him ask.

"Uh huh, ok."

"Really?"

"Ok, I'll talk to you later. Thanks, bye."

"What did she say?" I asked him.

"I know where Justin is," Henry said with a smile.

Cry for Help?

Henry took a deep breath before he looked down at the note. I watched as his facial expression changed from being curious to being worried. I resisted the urge to yank the note out of his hand and read it myself. I was trying to keep myself calm by looking at the wall art that was hanging in the lobby.

"What is it? What does it say?" I asked him after he had looked up at me. He shook his head and just handed me the note. More like, threw the note. Something in the note obviously caused him to be worried about Justin.

I found a seat in the lobby and sat down. I was curious of what's in the note, yet, I didn't want to know. So many questions came rushing into my mind, causing a headache. I tried to filter them out as much as possible, the only ones that I could decipher in that mess of thoughts were the ones as followed...

Where is Justin? Why did he check out without telling me or Henry? Why didn't he answer the phone last night and just leave us a note this morning?

Nothing was making any sense to me. I took a deep breath and silently read Justin's note.


Courtney and Henry,

Sarah and I had a nice long talk about everything. At first, I was angry at her because I thought that she had cheated on me. But, she reassured me that nothing had happened between her and Sean while we were together. She claimed that she and Sean had officially became a couple the day after she left me.

She signed a 12-month lease with Sean. The plan is for her to attend community college in New York and for her to look for a job in New York. Her parents have cut her off financially because she left me at the alter, which is surprising because they didn't like me very much. She sounded like she was ecstatic about living in New York and the excitement of a new relationship with someone who wasn't me.

I tried to understand her side of the story, why she had decided to leave me, I'm not sure that I completely understand her point of view. She said that we were in a rut, but I was constantly trying to come up with new things for us to do. Apparently, my efforts weren't enough for her to stay. Apparently, my love for her wasn't enough to make her stay.

Maybe it was for the best that we went our separate ways. I still believe that she is the love of my life. I don't know if I can ever find love again after Sarah and I'm not sure if I can handle that reality.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I hope your relationship goes better than mine did.

Justin


I didn't know what to think. I was more confused than ever. What did the note mean?

I looked at Henry and he was tapping his fingers on the coffee table nervously.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked me.

"What are you thinking?" I asked him.

"That he's going to kill himself!" he exclaimed quietly so no one around us could hear.

"What?" I exclaimed loudly. I got looks from various hotel guests in the lobby. I smiled, apologetically and quietly said "What?".

"He sounds depressed in the note," he whispered. "More depressed than ever. Just the tone of the letter."

"Ok, the tone is really depressing, but I don't think he's going to kill himself!" I told him. "I'll just call him, he has his cell phone on him."

I grabbed Henry's cell phone and dialed Justin's number.

Ring.. Ring.. Ring..

Sorry, Everyone :(

Hi everyone!

I'm really sorry, but there's not going to be a post today. I have a job interview today and I'm incredibly nervous about it. I haven't worked in almost two years and haven't been interviewed in three. So, I'm a nervous wreck and totally freaking out.

I have friends who are telling me that I'm going to do fine and I'll get the job, but that's causing me even more stress. Because, if I don't, I don't know.. I think I'm completely over-thinking it.

No, I know I'm completely over-thinking it.

The manager called me today and was like.. "Interview tomorrow." That's not enough time to prepare for an interview!

I really need this job because I've been stressing over being a broke college student and needing money for grad school (even though it's 3 or 4 years away) and moving out to another city. Also, money for tuition when I transfer next year.

I'm completely rambling now. But, what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry that there's no post today, but I promise there will be a post tomorrow. Since I'm going to count this as a Fast-Talking Friday post. :)

Again, I'm really sorry!

Forgetful

*Hey guys, my internet is being a little weird right now, so hopefully this posts! Oh, the posting schedule is kind of up in the air for now. I think I'm going to try to catch up on the missing posts if my internet allows me. :) *

I smiled when I woke up the next morning. I had opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Henry's adorable face. I don't know how you couldn't smile at that. I carefully untangled myself from the blanket and tiptoed my way into the bathroom for my morning shower.

After I stepped out of the shower and made myself a nice hot cup of coffee from the coffeemaker in the hotel room, I was wide awake. I recalled that we had tried to get a hold of Justin last night by calling his room and had gotten no answer.

Then, I realized something and mentally smacked myself.

He had Henry's cell phone.

I could have called Henry's cell phone last night to try to get a hold of Justin. I felt like an idiot. Court, you were exhausted and you weren't thinking straight. I told myself. I laughed to myself at my behavior. I was trying to justify myself.

Apparently, I laughed a little too loudly because Henry had stirred and started mumbling.

"Court?" He asked me, half asleep. I watched him as he peered at the alarm clock. He let out a big groan."It's 7 in the morning, come back to bed."

"I will," I told him. "Well, after I call your cell phone for Justin. I can't believe I didn't think of it last night!"

"I called both his phone and my phone last night," he said with a yawn. "He didn't answer. Come back to bed."

"We make a good team," I said with a smile. He took my hand in his and kissed it. "Should we be worried?" He shook his head.

"He's a big boy, Court, he can take care of himself," he said. I slipped under the blanket and snuggled up next to him.

Henry quickly drifted off to sleep as I laid there wide awake and thinking about what he had said. He was right, Justin is a big boy and he can take care of himself. Slowly, I felt myself drifting back into dreamland.

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We woke up around noon and ordered room service. I had a major craving for pepperoni pizza and Henry was chowing down on his chicken salad with no dressing. I giggled as he handed me the rose in the vase that came with our meal.

"Only the best for you," he said, grinning. I playfully hit him on the arm and he pulled me in for a kiss. "We should go check on Justin." I nodded in agreement.

I think as each day passes, my love for Henry starts leaning more and more in the romantic direction. I found it nice to not have to worry about just loving him as a friend and not as a boyfriend. Actually, just scratch that. I realized that I'm starting to sound like a crazy person.

We went down to Justin's room and knocked on the door. We waited for a minute with no answer. I knocked again and again, there was no answer. We shrugged and went down to the lobby. We asked the receptionist if he could call Justin's room for us.

"I'm sorry, but it seems that he checked out of the hotel this morning," the receptionist with a name tag that read "Bill" on it.

"Bill, are you sure about that?" Henry asked him. "That can't be right."

"No, it says on here that he checked out at 6am," Bill said to us. "Oh, wait a minute, there is a message that he left for the two of you."

He handed us a manila envelope. Henry looked at me and opened it carefully.

Inside, he found his cell phone and what appeared to be a letter.

He took a deep breath and opened the folded piece of paper....

Sound of San Francisco

After we closed the door and left Justin alone to talk with Sarah, Henry and I had decided to get something to eat. It was more for me than him, because I had left the burger he had brought me inside Justin's hotel room. Supposedly, it was a really good burger. I'm saddened by the fact that I won't be able to enjoy it.

We took the elevator down to the lobby (not until after we enjoyed the view of the city from the window at the end of the hallway). I told the front desk of the hotel to let Justin know that we were going to be back later, at night, because we were going to explore the city (and find a hotel room for ourselves) a bit before returning to Justin's.

Since we weren't really familiar with the streets of San Francisco, we had gotten ourselves lost. Somehow, and don't ask me how, we had ended up in Chinatown. It was insanely crowded there (no surprise, really) and we couldn't find a space to park on the street.

We ended up parking in the parking garage we had found, it was underground this cute little playground where a lot of little kids are playing. It was pretty adorable sight to see when we got off the elevator. Henry took my hand in his and we headed off into the unfamiliar territory of Chinatown.

It's not really unfamiliar in the sense that I haven't been there, it's just that most everything is written in Chinese or has something written in Chinese and that throws me for a loop. Also, the people that speak Chinese throw me for a loop too. I was so lost in my train of thought that I had almost ran into another person. I should really start paying attention to where I was walking.

We ended up in a really tiny alleyway and I was starting to get the creeps. That is, until I started to smell this wonderful aroma coming from this store. I don't know if I could call it a store. I looked up at the sign, it read: Golden Gate Fortune Cookies. I thought it was a really original name.

We walked inside and it was really crowded. I was confused as to what this place was. It looked like a factory! This really nice Chinese man held out a bin of what looked to be unfolded fortune cookies. He explained that this was a place where you could see the fortune cookies being made. It was really cool to see how fast the woman was folding the cookies that were coming off the machine.

"Do you two want a picture?" he asked us. Apparently, they were charging a small fee for a picture. "Cute couple!"

"What do you say, honey?" I asked him. "Do you want to talk a picture?"

"Sure, why not?" Henry said, shrugging.

We posed for a picture. It ended up looking really nice, with the lady who was folding the fortune cookies in the background. Funny enough, it was the first picture taken of us as an official couple.

I knew that it was a tourist place, but I couldn't help but fall in love with it. We ended up buying a bag of the non-folded fortune cookies, along with the picture. My stomach started growling, signaling that it was time to eat.

I was surprised to find a sushi restaurant in Chinatown. Since my stomach was not being cooperative, we ended up eating there. One chicken terriaki bento box and a full stomach later, we were merrily on our way back to Justin's hotel.

"Court?" Henry asked me while I was driving.

"Yeah, sweetie?" I asked him.

"How do you feel about staying at Justin's hotel?" he asked me. "It'd be easier so we wouldn't have to search for another one."

"Sure thing," I said to him.

We booked a room at Justin's hotel. Before we headed up to the 5th floor, we stopped by Justin's room and knocked on his door. We didn't get an answer and assumed that he was at the bar again, trying to pick up another girl. Henry looked at me and I shrugged.

We went to the fifth floor with our things and settled in. While Henry took a shower, I asked the front desk to call Justin's room. The phone rang a couple of times, but there was no answer. I hung up and sighed.

Hopefully, tomorrow, Justin can let us know what was going on. I was extremely exhausted and needed to sleep, for now.

Telephone

Justin and Henry came in a few minutes after I had broken my phone. Justin looked at me confused and Henry started to pick up the remaining pieces of my phone. I will remain nameless of my cell phone carrier who provided me with a non-durable phone. I sighed.

"What happened?" Justin asked me.

I sat on his bed, then jumped up realizing what went on last night on the bed and made a face. Justin shrugged, apologetically, and offered me the chair. After plopping down on the chair (which was really nice, I think it's mahogany?), I debated with myself whether or not to tell Justin what was going on with Sarah or to wait until Sarah tells him herself. I highly doubt that Sarah would tell him herself though.

So, after a minute of debating with myself, I decided to tell him.

"I talked on the phone with Sarah," I said, quietly.

Justin looked speechless. It took him a couple of minutes to regain his voice and all he could say was "Really?" I nodded.

"Well, how is she?" he asked me, his eyes filled with pain.

"She's fine, Justin," I said, trying to reassure him. "I don't know how to tell you this."

"What? Just tell me," Justin said, somewhat sadly. "It can't get any worse."

Oh man, you don't know how wrong you are, Justin. I thought. It's ok, Court, you're doing the right thing by telling him. Sarah's not coming back. She's too scared to tell him herself. You've got to do it because Justin deserves an explanation. He deserves to know where Sarah is.

"Justin, Sarah's in New York," I said, hesitantly, to him. Justin looked at me in disbelief. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Henry's jaw drop.

"What?" Justin yelled. "She can't be in New York! Why is she in New York?"

Again, I hesitated on telling him exactly why she was in New York. I reminded myself that he deserves to know everything, after what Sarah put him through.

"She's there because she decided to move in with this guy named Sean," I said, softly. "I'm so sorry, Justin."

He sat down on the floor and put his head down. It was painful to watch him like this. Henry sat down next to him and was patting him on the back.

"Everything is going to be ok, man," Henry said to him. "You'll find someone better than her."

"No one's going to be better than Sarah," he said, sadly. "She's perfect in every way. There's no one else I'm going to love more than I love her. She's the love of my life and my soul mate. I don't know what I'm going to do without her. I don't know if I can function without her. I miss her so much."

I couldn't help but turn away so I could roll my eyes at what Justin said. I feel for him, I really do. Honestly, it's not the end of the world when someone breaks up with you. Sure, it'll take awhile to get over that person, but you're going to find someone else who you'll love even more.

Henry looked at me, asking for help. I shrugged. I didn't know what to say to make Justin feel better. I don't think anything I could say could make him feel better.

A loud noise startled me, but I realized that it was Henry's phone.

"Who is it, Henry?" I asked him. He pulled out his phone and looked at the caller ID.

"It's Sarah," he said to me. Justin looked up and stared at the caller ID on Henry's phone.

"Let me talk to her," Justin said, reaching for the phone.

Henry looked at me as if asking me what he should do. I shrugged and he handed the phone to Justin. I motioned to Henry that we should leave the room and let Justin and Sarah do their talking.

All we heard of the conversation was Justin's "hello?".

I Couldn't Be So Annoyed

What the hell? I thought. This can't be happening. I'm in a dream and when I wake up, Justin and Sarah are married and are blissfully on their honeymoon. Sarah didn't run off with some guy to New York. Justin and Sarah are still that perfect couple that we know and love.

As much as I wish that was true, I knew the reality. The couple that I looked up to all of these years had broken up with no sign of reconciliation. I wasn't sure how I was handling this. They had been the picture perfect couple. Listening to Sarah talk about how she got bored of him because they were in a rut, made me afraid that it was going to happen to me with Henry.

"Are you coming back to Beachside?" I asked her, concerned.

I mean, how much stuff did she bring with her to New York? From what I saw, she left almost everything here. I really hoped that she was coming back to Beachside to at least gather her things. Then maybe, just maybe, she can talk to Justin about this whole thing and possibly explain herself to him. He deserved to hear an explanation.

"Umm, I don't think so," she said, after a minute. "If I go there, I know that Justin will try to talk to me. I don't know if I can handle that. I really hurt him, Court, leaving the way I did. I'm really sorry for what I did. I just.. can't face him. Courtney, can you pack up my stuff for me and ship it here? I already Facebook-ed you my address."

The last thing I wanted to do was to go over to her house and pack up all of her stuff and ship it to her. But, I wanted to be a good friend.

"Yeah, ok, I'll do it," I told her. "Justin deserves an explanation at least."

"I know," she said with a sigh. "Thanks, Court, it means a lot that you're doing this for me."

It dawned on me that Sarah owed more than one person an explanation. She had invited Taylor to the wedding so he could talk to me. My question was.. talk to me about what?

"Speaking of explanations, why would you invite Taylor to the wedding?" I asked her, with a bit of anger in my voice.

"What?" she asked me, confused. "Oh, right! That!"

"Yes, that!" I said.

I knew that had come off as a tiny bit rude, but I didn't really care. I was really frustrated with Sarah and her actions.

"He told me that he was in love with you, but that you wouldn't give him the time of day," she said to me. "He seemed really sincere. I mean, really, I think the two of you are perfect for each other."

"Well, I thought that you and Justin were perfect for each other," I said to her. I was being a little brat, but I didn't care. She really deserved this.

"I understand that you're mad at me, Courtney, I deserve it," she told me. "But, it's not like you're seeing anyone. Just give Taylor another chance, will you?"

"He showed up to the wedding drunk and yelling," I said to her. "So, I don't know how perfect he is for me."

"It's not like you have any better options!" she exclaimed loudly. I moved the phone away from my ear. "Who else are you going to get with? Logan? He slept with Haylie! Who's to say he's not going to do it again?"

I was extremely angry. She did NOT tell me that I didn't have any better options so I have to pick Taylor.

"For your information, I'm not single," I said, rudely. "I've been seeing someone for a while now. I was going to tell you after the wedding, but since the wedding didn't happen.. I guess I'm going to tell you now. Henry and I are together. Deal with it."

I hung up and tossed my phone at the wall, shattering it.

Crap.

Checking In!

Hey guys!

Thank you for all your support! Sorry that I've been MIA, I just got back from my vacation in San Diego a couple of hours ago and I seriously didn't have internet for awhile (the horrors!). I don't know if it's possible, but I'm definitely more in love with that city than I was before. :)

So, I have good news! My boyfriend and I got back together. YAAAAAAAY! :)

It's been awhile since I've written anything, so I'm not sure if I can get back into the swing of things. So, it'll be interesting to see what happens. But! There will be a new post coming soon!

Thanks, Alicia for the shout out! :D

Hey guys,

I don't know how to say this, but the blog is going to be postponed indefinitely. My boyfriend of almost two years and I broke up and I'm not in any state of mind or mood to write anything right now. I'm really sorry about this, I feel really bad because a lot of the blogs are gone and I made a commitment to you guys. I'm really sorry that I can no longer honor that commitment.

J'et

Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys!

How's your day going?

SUMMER! Summer school is officially over! I don't know how I did, but I did my best and that's all that matters. Now I can do all of the things that I want to do this summer! Beach, bonfire, San Francisco, San Diego, shopping, trying to work out (probably not going to happen), picnic- I'm SOOO excited! :)

Is anyone taking any vacations or going on any trips this summer (or went on some trips this summer)?

Oh, boy. I'm exhausted. There really isn't anything going on right now. My room exploded so I have no idea how I'm going to sleep right now.

Happy Friday, guys!

Today's National Cheesecake Day! Half off on cheesecake at the Cheesecake Factory! :)

Have a great weekend!

New York, New York

My jaw dropped. I thought I had heard her wrong because she couldn't have possibly said New York. New York as in The Big Apple. New York as in the state that is almost 3,000 miles away from California. New York as in the New York that is all the way on the other side of the country. Yeah, she couldn't have possibly said New York.

"New York?" I asked her. "Why are you in New York?" I heard her sigh.

"It's a long story," she told me.

"I have time," I told her. Henry poked his head into the hotel room right when I said that. "Hold on one second." I put the phone against my body.

"Hey, are you coming?" Henry asked me. He saw that I was on the phone. "Who are you talking to?"

"Sarah," I said to him. He gave me a look as if to say "what?". "I know. I think you and Justin should go without me. I want to talk to Sarah for a bit."

"Ok, I'll bring you back something," he said to me. "I don't want you to pass out from hunger." I smiled at how sweet he was. He came in and give me a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving the room. He made sure to close the door behind him.

"Hey, I'm back," I said into the phone. "So why are you in New York? Why did you leave Justin?"

"I love Justin, I do, Courtney," she said. "I mean, I don't know how to put this. I don't know how to say this in words and actually make it make sense. It's complicated."

I don't think I can say that I know what she's going through and that I understood what she was feeling, but I wish that she'd just try to talk it out. Maybe if she had talked it out with me then this whole leaving Justin at the alter thing wouldn't have happened. I wanted her to make me understand what was going on inside her mind.

"Please try?" I pleaded with her. She took a deep breath.

"Justin and I have been together for so many years, Courtney," she said. "We know each other inside and out. We're so comfortable around each other and we can tell each other anything."

"So far I'm not really seeing a problem here," I said to her.

"I know," she said. "But I don't know, I feel like we're in a rut. We've become so predictable. When we're not in school, we're working. After we get off of work, we would hang out at his house and watch a movie. If we're not at his house watching a movie, then we're out to dinner at the burger joint. It gets boring after awhile, you know what I mean?" I started to nod, but I realized that she couldn't see me.

"Yes, I know what you mean, Sarah," I said to her. "But that's when you suggest new things to do. You know, try out a new restaurant? Go hiking? Go to a park for a picnic?"

"I did!" she exclaimed. "We did all those things. I thought that I could marry him and then everything would be ok. But then I asked myself, can I do this for the rest of my life? And I couldn't."

"Oh," I said.

"I just got bored of him," Sarah continued. "It doesn't mean that I don't love him, because I do, but I just don't look forward to spending time with him anymore."

"Maybe you shouldn't be explaining this to me, but to Justin," I told her.

"No, I can't," she said. "I mean, I'm in New York now."

"Why are you there?" I exclaimed.

"There was this guy in one of my clubs," Sarah said. "His name's Sean. We've been hanging out for awhile now and we're really close. We're not dating or anything because I was with Justin. Now that Justin and I are over.. Well, I guess you could say that Sean and I are together. He's going to New York University and he asked me to come with him to New York. So, I did and we're moving in together... In New York. Actually, we just signed the lease today."

When You're Going to San Francisco

It had been two days since anyone has seen either Justin or Sarah.

After Justin had left, Haylie, Henry, and I had sat in the living room waiting for him to get back to the reception. The minutes had turned into hours and no one had heard back from him. I had tried calling him, but all I got was his voice mail. I left a couple of voice mails pleading him to come back to the house, but they were left unanswered.

But thankfully, his parents just called me to let me know that he was ok. Justin had called his parents letting them know that he was safe He explained to them that he needed to get away from everything because everything reminded him of Sarah. I felt a rush of relief when his parents had called me to let me know that he was fine. I immediately called Henry and Haylie (who will relay the information to Adam) to tell them the wonderful news. They are going to be so relieved.

Guess where he is? He's staying at a hotel in San Francisco. He traveled all the way to San Francisco to get away from Beachside. I was a little angry at Justin for not returning anyone's calls when he was nice and comfortable in a hotel in San Francisco while we were all worried sick about him. I tried to think positively. At least he's ok.

Apparently, he didn't go find Sean, whoever Sean was. Justin went home to take a duffel bag full of clothes and drove off to San Francisco.

Sarah's parents were extremely worried about her. They were relieved that Justin was safe and sound, but there was still no signs of Sarah.

Unfortunately, she had left her cell phone behind when she ran off. We had no way of contacting her. Henry and I went to all of her favorite places in town (and some closely out of town) but no one remembered seeing her in the last two or three days. We gave up searching for her (for now) because we knew that there was nothing we could do about it because she was the one who left.

Henry and I decided to drive up to San Francisco to be there for Justin. Haylie declined the invitation to tag along and Adam.. Well, Adam was busy entertaining Zoey. They've been all over each other since they had gotten back together. It was disgusting, really, to see all that PDA.

"It's nice that we're taking a road trip together," I said to Henry as we passed by a sign indicating that we're 30-something miles away from San Francisco. "Too bad that it's under these circumstances."

"I promise we'll go on a nice road trip together one day," he said with a smile. "Maybe when all of this blows over." I grinned.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the hotel that Justin was staying at. It took a lot of coaxing and lies, but we managed to get the receptionist to give us Justin's room number. I don't really want to talk about it, but let me tell you, it involved a lot of leg.

We got into the elevator and I pushed the number 3. Justin was staying in room 310. I watched as the number jumped from L to 1, 1 to 2, and finally 2 to 3. The doors opened and we got off the elevator. I pointed to the right, where the sign said room 310 would be, and Henry and I followed the hallway until we reached the room marked 310.

But before I could raise my hand to knock on the door, the door opened. A drop dead gorgeous brunette stepped out wearing a really short dress with a super low cut that revealed a lot of cleavage. She gave us a strange look and proceeded to walk down the hallway, towards the elevators. She didn't notice that she had left the door open.

I peeked inside and it appeared that the coast was clear. Henry and I went inside, calling Justin's name. Justin stepped out of the walk-in closet.

"Henry? Courtney? What are you guys doing here?" he asked us, confused.

"We came here to be there for you," I said, giving him a hug.

"Who was that girl that just left?" Henry asked him. Justin looked embarrassed and looked away.

"She was a girl that I met at the bar last night," he mumbled. "I don't remember what happened. I've been drinking a lot in the last two days." Henry patted him on the back.

"Come on, let's go downstairs to get something to eat," Henry said to him. "We haven't eaten lunch yet and we're starving." Henry and Justin walked into the hallway.

I heard my phone ring in my purse and I scrambled to find it.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Courtney, it's me," It was unmistakable. It was Sarah.

"Sarah, where are you?" I asked her, worriedly.

"I'm in New York," she said.

The Big Day (Part IV)

Justin broke down in tears a minute after reading the note. I looked at Henry, sadly. I really felt bad for Justin. When Justin started crying, Haylie followed suit. I went inside and grabbed a box of tissues for both of them. I found Henry sitting down next to Justin, trying to comfort him.

"Why would she do this to me?" Justin blubbered.

"I don't know, J," Henry said, patting his back. My heart ached for Justin. I handed him the tissue box.

"Here's the tissues, Justin," I said to him. "Everything's going to be ok, I know it."

"How can everything be ok when the love of my life just ran out on me on our wedding day without an explanation?" he asked me, angrily. He was practically yelling at me. "How is that ok, Courtney? Tell me that!"

I was speechless. I didn't want to say anything else that would provoke Justin. I just bit my tongue and let it go, even though he had no reason to yell at me like that.

"Don't snap at Courtney," Henry said to him. "She didn't do anything to you. She's just trying to be a good friend." Justin sighed.

"I'm sorry, Courtney," he said to me. I gave him a hug. "I don't know what to do. I have a back yard full of people expecting a wedding and I don't even know why she ran out."

"Am I too late for the wedding?" I heard someone yell loudly. I saw someone stumble into the kitchen, obviously drunk. Taylor.

Henry looked at me, surprised. I mirrored the same look. Haylie had her mouth hanging open. I quickly went up to him and brought him into the living room.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him. "You weren't invited to the wedding."

"Is that any way to say hello to someone, Courtney?" he asked me, his breath reeking of alcohol. "For your information, Sarah invited me so we could talk."

"Talk? What's there to talk about?" I asked him. Obviously, Ricky had gotten him drunk so Taylor would have the "courage" to come over to talk to me. That's something only Ricky would do, drink before going to a formal function. He went to prom drunk. "There's nothing to talk about, Taylor. You know how I feel."

"But, I love you, Courtney," he exclaimed, loudly. "I don't love Farrah! I love you! I want you back!"

"Taylor, let's talk about this when you're sober," I said to him. "We'll get a coffee or something. Let me call you a cab." I called a cab and sent Taylor on his way. I went back into the kitchen to find only Henry in there.

"Hey, where did Justin and Haylie go?" I asked him, confused.

"They went to tell everyone what happened, I think we're still going to have the reception," he said. "Is everything ok with Taylor?"

"I sent him home in a cab," I told him. "Apparently, Sarah invited him to the wedding so we could talk."

"Oh," was all he said. I went over and kissed him on the cheek.

"I want to start telling people about us," I said to him. He nodded and smiled, probably relieved by the fact that people would know that I'm off limits. Haylie busted into the kitchen in a panic.

"OMG! Justin's gone!" she cried.

"What do you mean Justin's gone?" Henry asked, incredulously.

"I accidentally let it slip why I thought Sarah left! I didn't mean to! It just slipped out!" Haylie exclaimed. "He told everyone to enjoy the reception and that he will be back! I think he's going to do something to that club guy."

"I don't think he's going to talk to the club guy," I said to her. "You don't even know who he is."

"He muttered a name," Haylie said. "I think I heard the name Sean."

"Oh, crap," Henry said.

Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys!

How are you guys?

I can't believe it's Friday already. I'm kind of in high-stress mode because I have finals this week for summer school. I feel like I'm tired and cranky all the time. There's so many projects and midterms and reviews I have to do this week and I'm not sure how I'm going to manage to pull it all together by Thursday. I think I need a vacation. Badly.

Of course, I brought this onto myself by trying to do more than I physically can handle. But, on the bright side, I got the Honors room organized! It was awesome to see the looks on the guys' faces when they saw that it was clean. They loved the surprise and now think I'm superwoman because I did this in between classes. :)

So, I'm taking a break today to see Grown Ups with one of the guys in Honors. It's going to be a blast, we always have fun together. Did anyone see Grown Ups? I saw Dispicable Me on my birthday. Again, thank you for all the birthday wishes. :) I had a really nice birthday, hanging out with my boyfriend and the movie was adorable!

I heard that Inception was REALLY good. Has anyone seen that one yet? I think I'm going to see it with my boyfriend on Monday (apparently, I'm taking lots of breaks! :]).

Does anyone want to give brief review of any of the movies above (or a movie you really liked or disliked that you've seen recently)?

I know that this post is all over the place, but I would like to get back onto the topic of vacation!

I'll be heading to San Diego from August 9th until the 12th or the 13th. The vacation may or may not affect the posting schedule (probably not, hopefully, if I get my act together and stop being in "summer" mode). I just wanted to give you guys a heads up. I'll post something on the sidebar (does anyone even read the sidebars? I'm just curious. :]) as a reminder. :)

I think I'll stop rambling now and go to sleep before taking my Astronomy exam. =]

Happy Friday, guys!

Have a GREAT weekend! :)

The Big Day (Part III)

I held the note in my hand, reading it several times over. I was shocked, to say the least. I would have never thought that Sarah would run off like this. I mean, she loves Justin and Justin loves her. They're soul mates. Anyone who looked at them knew it. They were voted cutest couple in high school for heaven's sake.

Haylie looked at me, looking just as shocked as I was. I found Sarah's wedding dress hanging on the door when I closed it. I shook my head in disbelief. I can't believe this is happening. That's when it hit me. Someone is going to have to tell Justin what happened. He's going to be completely devastated.

"What are we going to do? OMG, someone has to tell Justin! OMG! OMG! OMG!" Haylie was hyperventilating. I tried to calm her down, but nothing that I was doing was helping. Before I knew it, I saw my hand slap her right across the face. "Ow! Courtney!"

It felt good to slap her. I wanted to do that earlier when she was hitting on Henry. Too bad I didn't slap her hard enough to leave a mark. I mentally smiled. Does that make me a horrible person? It probably does.

"I need you to calm down," I said to her, annoyed. "We need to find Justin and tell him."

"I don't want to tell him this!" Haylie yelled, loudly. "You're such a bitch for slapping me!" I heard a knock on the door.

"Is everything alright?" I heard Henry ask. I opened the door and pulled him into the room before shutting the door behind him.

"Sarah's gone," I told him.

"What do you mean Sarah's gone?" he asked me.

"I mean that she got cold feet and left Justin," I told him. I handed him the note. "Here, she left this." He read the note and his jaw dropped.

"All of the wedding guests are here," he said to me, still in disbelief. "I can't believe she'd do this on her wedding day."

"Why would she run away like this?" Haylie asked. "She and Justin looked completely happy together."

"She was mentioning something about Justin cheating on her when I talked to her the other day," I said. "When I got both her side of the story and Justin's side, it didn't seem like he cheated on her at all."

"No!" Haylie exclaimed, as if realizing something. "It can't be!" Henry and I looked at her confused.

"What?" Henry asked her. Haylie bit her bottom lip, hesitating to say anything.

"Sarah started having feelings for this one guy she met in one of her clubs back when we were still in high school," Haylie said. "I mean, I shrugged it off as just a crush, but I don't know. She always talked about him and they were spending a lot of time together, getting really close to each other. I took it as them being really good friends, but now, I'm not so sure. Maybe it wasn't Justin who had cheated, but Sarah."

"I don't know," I said, with a sigh. "We won't have any answers why she did this until Sarah gives us one. All I know is that we can't stay in here forever. We have to go downstairs and tell Justin." We agreed that we were going to tell him together.

We slowly made our way downstairs, trying to procrastinate the bad news. We located Justin in the backyard talking to one of his relatives. I took a deep breath and walked up to them.

"Hello, my name is Courtney," I said to the woman that Justin was talking to. She introduced herself as Justin's aunt. After a few minutes of small talk, I managed to get Justin alone so Haylie, Henry, and I could talk to him.

"Justin, we have something to tell you, man," Henry said. He looked at Haylie to continue.

"It's pretty bad news, you should sit down for this," Haylie said, sitting him down on the chair behind him.

"What? What is it?" Justin asked us. I took a deep breath and tried not to stumble over my words.

"Sarah's.. Sarah's gone," I said to him. "She left this note." I handed him the note.

I've never seen someone look as heartbroken as Justin did when he read that note.

The Big Day (Part II)

**OOPS, I forgot to schedule the post and pressed "publish post". So, the time stamp will be a little off. Early post, I guess? I'm sorry about that, guys? It was my mistake. Happy Wednesday! :P)

I gulped nervously. I wanted to avoid Henry for as long as I could, well, at least until after the wedding ceremony was over. Then I really couldn't have avoided him for long because he would come looking for me. I mean, I knew that there was a strong possibility that I had scared him with the "love you" I said over the phone.

Honestly, I kind of scared myself. I didn't mean for it to slip out and I wasn't sure if I meant it as a friend or as something more. I just didn't want Henry to leave. I had caught my breath and managed to find my voice.

"Yeah, sure," I said to him, taking a seat in Sarah's kitchen. "So, um, what do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know how to make this not-uncomfortable," he said, with a sigh. "You told me you loved me over the phone?" I nodded, not knowing what to say. There was an awkward silence.

"I don't think I can say it back to you yet, Courtney," He said, breaking the silence. "It's too early in the relationship to be saying 'I love you' or anything of that sort. I don't want to hurt your feelings for anything, but I'm trying to be honest with you here."

"No, I understand," I told him. I did understand. I mean, I'm not sure of my feelings right now. I'm just glad that he's being so honest. "Now, I'm going to be honest with you. I don't know if I meant it as a friend or as something more, because I do love you as a friend. I do, Henry."

"Good because I feel the same way about you," he said, smiling.

There was something nagging at me about the phone conversation. I suddenly realized what it was.

"Did you tell anyone that we're dating?" I asked him. He looked at me confused.

"No, why?" he asked me, questioningly.

"When I called you that day, one of the guys told you to stop talking to your girlfriend," I said. "Then Adam said that it was just me. It sounded like the guy was teasing, but it didn't sound like Adam was."

Henry laughed and took my hand into his.

"They're guys, they're just joking," he told me. "They wanted me to get off the phone so I could hang out with them. Adam doesn't know about us- no one does. I don't think Adam would care that we're dating."

"Why not?" I asked him.

"He and Zoey got back together," Henry told me. "I thought you knew already?" I shook my head no.

I thought that it was odd that Adam didn't tell me that he and Zoey got back together. I was going to ask Henry when this had happened, but I saw something out of the corner of my eye and realized that the wedding guests were starting to arrive.

"Hey, guys!" I looked up and saw Haylie, looking kind of tipsy. Really? She started drinking already? It wasn't even 1 yet! "What are you guys up to?"

"Nothing!" Henry and I both said quickly. Haylie shot us both a look.

"You guys are acting weird," she said. She shrugged and turned to Henry, batting her eyelashes. "So, you look handsome in a tux, Henry. Did you bring a date? A handsome guy like you should have a date." He looked uncomfortable.

"W-w-well, it's complicated," he stuttered.

"Why don't you tell me all about it over a drink?" she said, flirtatiously. "I'd love to hear all about it."

I couldn't believe that Haylie was being so direct (ok, I can). I mean, this is my boyfriend! She doesn't know that yet, but still! She's hitting on my boyfriend! Well, I'm not all too surprised about that either. Isn't she with Luke? I tried not to rip her hair out, which was proving to be very difficult.

"Come on, Haylie, stop flirting with Henry and come with me to check on Sarah," I said to her. She looked at me with a blank stare. "You know, Sarah? The person who's getting married today? One of your best friends? Ringing any bells?"

"Oh right, Sarah! Gotcha!" she said, giggling.

I rolled my eyes and took her hand, dragging her upstairs to Sarah's room. I knocked on Sarah's door and didn't get hear anything.

"Sarah?" I called. I knocked again, louder, but I still didn't hear a response. "I'm coming in!"

I opened the door and the room was empty. Her bedroom window was open and I found a note taped on her desk.

Justin-
I'm sorry, but I can't go through with this. I will always love you and I hope you can forgive me someday.
Sarah.

The Big Day (Part I)

**** Hey, guys!!!!!!! Today's my 19th birthday! WHOOOOOOOOO! Haha. If you can't tell, I'm kind of excited! It's funny that I'm turning 19 on the 19th! But, yes, I wanted to let you guys know that I might be a little late responding to the comments. Oh. I added my email to the sidebar if anyone has any questions, concerns, comments, criticisms or just wants to have a chat. Have a great day, guys! :)*****

I was excited when I woke up this morning. There was so much to do before the wedding. Since the wedding was held in Sarah's backyard, everything had been set up yesterday. The food was being handled by her mom. All we needed to do was get ready and show up to the ceremony while Sarah's mom handled everything else (ie making sure that everything was where it should be). How hard can that be, just showing up to the ceremony?

I jumped out of bed and got my bridesmaid dress. Sarah had changed her mind about 10,000 times about what the bridesmaid should wear. First, she wanted us to wear a aquamarine colored dress. Within 24 hours, she had changed her mind and wanted us to wear a silver colored dress. Finally, she decided to let us wear a black dress of our choosing, as long as it was ALL black and was approved by her first. I think the dresses she approved were no where near as pretty as hers. Yeah, Sarah's a bit of a control freak. That's Ms. 4.0 for you. I mean, really, what did you expect?

After jumping into the shower and pulling my hair up into a ponytail, I headed over to Sarah's house. We had to meet there to get ready. Of course, I was the first one there.

Sarah's nerves were still going.

"OMG, Courtney!" she exclaimed, nervously, after she let me in. "Today's the day."

"Are you ok?" I asked her, worriedly. She nodded, hesitantly.

"I think so," she said. "I have a mixture of feelings going on. I'm really scared, but I'm really excited. I think mostly excited."

"That's normal, sweetie," I told her. "I'm glad that you're no longer nervous about this."

"Me too," she said.

We went upstairs and waited for Haylie to come over so we could go to the hair salon. We waited and waited. She was nearly 15 minutes late. Sarah made me call her. So, I picked up my phone and dialed Haylie's number.

"Haylie, where the hell are you?" I almost yelled into the phone, before she could even get a word in. "The appointment for the hair salon is in half an hour!"

"Courtney?" she asked, groggily. "Oh. Geez! Today's the wedding, isn't it?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Get your butt over here!"

"I'm sorry! I overslept!" she exclaimed. "I'm on my way over."

I rolled my eyes when she hung up on me. I didn't want to tell Sarah that Haylie pretty much FORGOT that the wedding was today. I sighed. The doorbell rang a couple minutes later and we were off to the hair salon.

It took us a long time to get our hair done. I was pretty much cranky afterward because of Sarah's perfectionist attitude. She was such a bridezilla in the salon that I felt sorry for the person who did her hair. The hair stylist didn't deserve to get yelled at because one single strand fell out of the bun. That's just my opinion though.

We had quickly gotten our nails done (for the second time this week because Sarah changed her mind about what color nails we should have. I know.) and rushed back into the house. I had left Sarah alone in her room to change into her wedding dress. I quickly changed into my bridesmaid dress and did my make-up before heading downstairs.

I was trying to make it to the backyard to find Sarah's mom to see if she needed help with anything- the flowers, placements, etc. I couldn't find her and ran into someone on the way back into the house.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, laughing nervously at my clumsiness.

"Courtney?" I looked up and saw that it was Henry. I haven't talked to him since I told him that I "loved him" over the phone. To be honest, I was trying to avoid him.

"O-oh, hi Henry," I stuttered, nervously.

"I was just looking for you," he said. "Can we talk?"

Fast-Talking Friday

Hey guys,

How are you guys?

I'm not really feeling well, so I think I'm just going to do a short dedication to the Diary of J. If you don't already know, she is ending her blog. But, she has wrapped up everything (almost everything) in her goodbye post. If you haven't read that, then head on over to check it out.

I'm actually going to miss her blog. I mean, sure, there were times where we, as readers, were frustrated with the lack of posting. But, J's blog was very entertaining to read and helped us pass the time.

Who can forget about her ex-boyfriend Russ, her jobs, and her interesting love triangle?

I'm sorry that you're leaving, J. Good luck with everything ahead in life.

Feel free to comment about anything on Diary of J in the comment section. :)

Happy Friday and have a good weekend!

J'et

Bachelor Party

I woke up this morning feeling a little disoriented by what happened last night. I kept thinking back to what Justin told me about what happened. I wonder if I asked Sarah, if she would tell me the same thing. I reached for my phone and saw that I had a couple of messages from Sarah, asking me to call her. I immediately dialed her number.

"Hey, Sarah, what's wrong?" I asked her, worried.

"I started to freak out about Justin again last night," she told me. She said it so fast that her words had jumbled together.

"I hate to ask you, Sarah, but can you tell me what happened to make you think that Justin cheated on you?" I asked her. Then I quickly said, "If you're not comfortable with it, I totally understand. I mean, it is really none of my business and it's between you and Justin. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

I heard her sigh into the phone and take a deep breath before saying anything.

"Well, I went to visit him at work one day," she told me. "I mean, he was so buddy buddy with this one girl. What was her name? Angie? Angel? Annie? Angelina? Anyways.. He was extremely close with her. I mean, they had inside jokes. They were laughing all the time. I mean, he practically ignored me when I was there. He was too busy talking to what's-her-face. She was really flirty with him too. I just didn't trust her around him. I got a really weird vibe from her- like an 'I have your boyfriend, what are you going to do about it' vibe. I don't know, Courtney. What do you think about this whole thing?"

I didn't know what to say to that. How do you tell one of your best friends that you think that she's completely overreacting. I mean.. It didn't sound like Justin was cheating on her at all. All it sounds like is that she's jealous of Angela. I mean, she didn't even bother to get her name correct.

Honestly, Sarah had a wild imagination. She thought, last summer, that Justin, Adam, and Henry weren't going on a camping trip. She thought that they were really going to Las Vegas with fake IDs to go see some strippers and get drunk. She based this on the fact that, right before the camping trip, she saw Adam talking to this guy who was well known for making fake IDs for people. Adam was talking to this guy about playing basketball over the summer. I was there and jumped into the conversation, I guess, before Sarah had gotten there.

Anyways, my point was.. I had to reassure her then that Justin wasn't going to cheat on her with a stripper from Las Vegas or a prostitute or any other girl while he was on his trip (which was really a camping trip to the middle of nowhere). I know that Sarah loves Justin, but is a tiny bit insecure. Ok, a lot insecure.

"Courtney?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"I don't know, Sarah," I said. "I'm just wondering if this is like the whole thing between Adam and I where everyone thought that we were dating or something when we weren't. I honestly don't know, Sarah, because I wasn't there." She groaned.

I honestly loved the fact that she was freaking out about everything now, when all the guests have arrived and the wedding was this weekend. She definitely couldn't have picked a better time to freak out. Well, it could be worse. It could have been right before the wedding.

"Today is his bachelor party too!" she exclaimed. "What if.. what if he has a stripper there and he ends up sleeping with her?"

"Sarah, he's not going to do that," I told her. "Do you trust him?"

"Yes," she said, in a small voice.

"Good, that's all you need," I said, softly. "Now, stop obsessing about this and get ready. We need to kick off our girls' day out and ignore what the boys are doing."

Needless to say, our girls' day out was amazing. We were completely pampered at the spa and I think that Sarah is 100% back to normal. I mean, you can't go wrong with an all day spa day with hot male masseuses, right?

Of course, Sarah kept sneaking off after each activity to call Justin to make sure that he wasn't doing anything he wasn't supposed to do. I laughed because I was doing the exact same thing with Henry, except that I only called him once.

"I promise you, there are no strippers," he told me, over the phone. "It's just a couple of guys, playing poker at Justin's house. We're probably going to play some video games after our poker tournament. It's completely alcohol-free and girl-free. You can tell Sarah to stop worrying. Her constant phone calls are driving the guys nuts."

"Thanks, sweetie," I told him. I was relieved that the guys weren't doing something crazy.

"Hey, Henry! Stop talking to your girlfriend and just go!" I heard one of the guys yell.

"He's just talking to Courtney!" I heard another person yelling. I think it was Adam.

"Listen, I'm going to go, the guys are ragging on me now," he told me. "I'll talk to you later."

"Bye, love you," I said, before hanging up.

It wasn't until after I hung up when I realized what I had said to him. Crap.

On This Side

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Justin? Justin cheating on Sarah? I couldn't believe it. He was so completely in love with her that you couldn't even find the words to express it. If he didn't completely love her, he wouldn't have proposed to her at such a young age (not really young young, but you get what I'm saying). He wouldn't give up being single if he wasn't sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. I mean, come on! We're going to college here. College = lots of cute girls.. Just saying.

I'm going to get off my little tangent now before I start a little rant or start rambling about nonsense.

"I don't understand, why you didn't say anything to me?" I asked a nearly sobbing Sarah. "Why didn't you tell me or Haylie? You didn't have to go through this by yourself, sweetie. You know we're here for you no matter what."

"I don't know!" she cried. "I didn't want to admit it to myself. I think.. I think that I wanted my relationship with Justin to seem like it was perfect- like we didn't have any problems like a normal couple. I mean, we do have our problems that we usually work out, but I don't know. I'm doubting if he can stay faithful to me- to our relationship- if we get married."

"I really think that you're freaking out over nothing, Sarah," I told her. "You forgave him. He hasn't done anything since then, right?"

"No," she answered, sniffling.

"So, I really don't think that he's going to do it again, Sarah," I told her. If he did cheat on you in the first place. I thought. "He's completely in love with you. You can see it in his eyes. He wouldn't have proposed to you if he wasn't sure that he wanted to be with you."

"I guess," she said, looking a little better. "I'm just overreacting to nothing. Thanks, Courtney. You're a great friend." I hugged her.

"No problem, sweetie," I told her. "Are you going to be ok?" She nodded.

"Want me to give you a ride home?" she asked me.

"No thanks," I said. "You get your rest, sleep it off. I'll be fine." She nodded and let me out.

As soon as I was around the corner, I pulled out my cell phone and without even thinking about it, I called Justin.

"Courtney? What's up?" he asked me.

"I don't know how to put this, so I guess I'm just going to cut to the chase and just tell you," I said, quickly. "Sarah told me that you cheated on her a while back." I heard him groan.

"Not this again!" he exclaimed. "I did not cheat on her! She's being paranoid."

"How about you tell me your side of the story?" I asked him. He sighed as if this was the hundredth time that he's had to explain himself. Knowing Sarah, that was probably what happened.

"There was this girl at work named Angela and she was really cool," he said. "We had the same shift all the time and we really clicked- as friends and nothing more. One day, Sarah came in to visit me and assumed that I was cheating on her with Amanda because of our closeness as friends. I tried telling her that Angela and I were just friends because guys and girls can be just friends. But she didn't believe me. So, to this day, she believes that I had cheated on her with Angela. Really, I never hung out with Angela outside of work. If I wasn't working, in school, or sleeping, I was with Sarah. I would never cheat on her, you know that. She just blew everything out of proportion."

Well, I don't know. I can't say that I didn't believe Justin, even though I'm supposed to take Sarah's side. I knew Justin almost as well as I knew Sarah and I know that Justin would never do anything to hurt Sarah. He considered her to be the best thing that has ever happened to him.

I can kind of relate. It's like the whole situation with me and Adam. I can't count how many people have thought or once thought that we were going out, when we were just friends. That's it. Nothing more. Nothing less. I felt really bad for Justin that he had to go through the same thing, but with the added fact that his girlfriend thought that he was cheating on her with his friend.

"Do you believe me?" Justin asked me, breaking through my thoughts.

"Of course," I told him. "I don't know if Sarah ever will though."