Living with Regrets (No Regrets book 2) by Aimee Noalane

Author:Aimee Noalane [Noalane, Aimee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aimee Noalane
Published: 2016-12-28T05:00:00+00:00

Transcendence

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I barged inside the women’s restroom and noticed that I was unfortunately not alone. Talking at the bathroom sink were the two girls that sat at the table beside the one Oliver and I shared. They looked like sisters, and by the company they kept, they were having dinner with their parents.

“Sorry,” I said as the back of the door hit the wall a little too hard.

The blond girl gave me a sympathetic smile. “No problem.”

My guess was that she overheard our conversation because as the tension between us grew, Oliver and I weren’t as discreet as we should have been.

“Cam, we need to go. Dad and Cynthia are waiting for us to leave.”

The chestnut haired girl took a pen and piece of paper out of her purse. I watched as she scribbled something down.

“Here,” she said before walking out. “If you have no intention of taking him back, give him this. I don’t do the relationships thing either.”

She winked and left, followed by her sister, who seemed even more uncomfortable than she was when I walked in. I unfolded the paper and stared at the name and number.

“You have got to be shitting me!” I bellowed a little too loudly.

So there I stood, alone in the luxurious four-stall bathroom, staring at myself in the expensive mirror. I didn’t know how to feel. There was so much information I needed to process, that I didn’t know where to start. I willed the sad girl that stared back at me not to cry, and for once, she listened.

“Abby?” I heard a knock at the door. He was bound to show up sooner or later.

He probably got tired of waiting for me at the table. I must have been in there for at least ten minutes convincing myself that the conversation we just had was a good thing, that whatever we just talked about needed to be said. The hardest part was being okay with whatever I had just learned.

“Abby, if you don’t come out right now, I’m walking in.”

And he would.

When we were in eighth grade, I locked myself in the girl’s bathroom during lunch time because Oliver had made it his mission to aggravate me about this guy on his football team named Liam. Liam had asked me out, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to date him or not. Anyway, long story short, I ended up locking myself in the bathroom, annoyed by my best friend’s mocking. And after half an hour of waiting for me outside the door, Oliver had decided it would be a good idea to ignore the female sign, and walked in begging me to come out. When he realized that it wouldn’t work, he crawled under the stall and apologized, promising me to buy me a root beer slushy every day for a week. I couldn’t help laughing until we opened the door and fell face to face with Mrs. Beaudoin, our French teacher. Her frown had been priceless, and so was the hour of detention Oliver and I had to attend the same day.

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