Apple And Abigail: Online Romance

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Apple blushed unexpectedly. “ Well, I met someone.”

“ Really? “ Abigail’s eye widening in excitement her current distress momentarily forgotten.

“ Where ? Who is he?”

“ Online. “

“Oh.” She leaned back, looking skeptic.” People still chat? “

“ Well he’s nice. I like him. He’s from India.” Apple answered defensively. Lowering her eyes and blushing again.

“ India? Bombay? ” Abigail snickered.

“ Don’t be stupid, they are called Indians not Bombay. Bombay is a city. “

Abigail wrinkled her nose as if smelling something pungent.

“ I’m not fond of Indian food.” Abigail said as if she meant to say something else. She looked at Apple as if she was laughing at her.

“ Who’s talking about food. Well I was reading about this book by an Indian author, Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry. It’s an amazing book. I totally fell in love with the characters. The ending made me cry so much. It’s about the partition in India–“

“ Where do you find the time to read.” Abigail interrupted. She was not all interested about anything Indian.

“ Anyways, I am really curious about India and their culture.” Apple continued, slightly annoyed at being interrupted.

“ Does he speaks English? “ Abigail teased.

“ Don’t be stupid he speaks perfect English. Plus he sounded nice. “

Abigail raised her eyebrows. “You spoke to him on the phone? “

Apple blushed even more. “ He calls me sometimes.”

“ What does he do? “

“ He’s an artist.”

“ Hmmm…Anyway, do you think I should call Oliver? “

Apple knew that Abigail’s interest in her life had ended there.

“ Oh shoot! I don’t have any money!” Abigail said after rummaging through her purse. Apple shrugged and said she’ll take care of it.

“ I hope your car tank is filled? ”

“ I didn’t check.” Abigail bit her lower lips and looked wide-eyed.

Apple pretended to be annoyed but can’t help but smile. She can’t resist Abigail when she put on the charm.

Abigail was always running out of cash and constantly borrowing from her. She had a fondness for expensive clothes and bags and can’t seem to control herself when they go out shopping. Apple in contrast was very frugal and sometimes Abigail found it frustrating that Apple takes forever to decide in buying one item of clothing. “ What is there to think about? It’s only 500 pesos.” Abigail would say in exasperation .

“ Well, I don’t really know if I need it. And it doesn’t match with any of my clothes.”

“ Arrgh. We wasted time for nothing! ” Abigail would exclaim, irritated.

At the end of the day Abigail would have tons of shopping bag in her hands while Apple would end having a new book instead.

Apple glanced around the café. The place was packed. Young professional like them were yapping away while drinking their cappuccinos. Some just got off from work. Some engrossed with their laptops.

“ Oh I’m so bored. I wish he’d call me and apologize for what he said. How can he think I’m so needy? “ Abigail exclaimed, still thinking of her ex-boyfriend.

“ Forget about him. You’ll find someone new. Look, that cute guy over there is checking you out.” Apple said teasing her, subtlety pointing with her lips at the guy sitting on the table on their right. The guy had been constantly looking in their direction all evening. He smiled when they caught him looking at them. He has nice dimpled smile. Abigail giggled.

“ You’re crazy.” Abigail said shyly. “ I can’t think about other guys right now. I am heartbroken.” But she was blushing and stole a glance at the guy.

Apple laughed and shook her head. “ I’ll just check my mails.” She opened her laptop and logged on to her yahoo messenger.

“ He’s online”

“ Who?”

“The guy I was telling you about.”

“What’s his name?”

Suraj.”

“Suraj? ” Abigail laughed. “What kind of name is that? Show me his photo.”

Apple searched for a downloaded photo of Suraj in her computer.

She showed her a close up photo of a man with a charming smile. Abigail looked at the photo and looked at her with both eyebrows raised. “Hmm. He’s not bad looking.” The guy was slightly tan with prominent well shape nose and forehead. He has deep set eyes curtained by long curly lashes. Expression in his eyes gentle and easy. Jaws evenly shaped and masculine with strong slightly pointed chin. His smile created a nice dimpled line on his cheeks. His hair was slightly wavy just tucked behind ears curling around the lobe.

“ He doesn’t look Indian “. Abigail remarked.

“ Yeah I know.” Apple replied, smiling.

“ He looks more like Italian or something. “ She added.

“ Is he tall?” Abigail asked, interest growing in her eyes.

“ 5’10 or 5’11 I think. He’s very smart too.” Apple said, feeling proud now.

“Are you sure he’s not a psycho. I heard horror stories about guys in the internet. He could be a con artist or something. “ Abigail looked at Apple, trying not to sound impressed..

“ No I don’t think so. I am very good judge of character. I’ll know if he was lying to me. He is just a regular guy. “ Apple felt defensive again. She wondered why does she always seeks Abigail’s approval on her choices of men. She can’t help feeling inferior to Abigail in this aspect. She hates to admit that she actually cares what Abigail thinks about Suraj.

“ Still, you should be careful. If he’s all that great why is his spending so much time on the internet?” Abigail said leaning back on her chair.

Well, I am there too and for sure I am not a psycho. Meeting people online gives you a chance to know more the person’s mind first and appearance comes secondary as opposed to when you meet someone in person. They judge you with how you look first before they become interested in you. “ Apple replied almost crossly and blushed profusely afterwards. She knew she sounded desperate to justify her friendship with Suraj. She didn’t need to.

Abigail nodded. “ Well, that’s true. That’s what happens to me all the time I guess. I get fooled by someone’s appearance. Sometimes they can appear to be intelligent even when they’re not. Sometimes it’s too late in the conversation before you notice how idiotic they were.”

“ I want you to meet him. Let’s have a conference online.” Apple felt grateful that Abigail finally saw the sense in what she was doing. It assuaged her fears that she was doing something silly.

“Okay.”

Abigail reached for her bag and took out her pink Apple Macbook pro.

“ Do you have an YM ID?” Apple asked.

“ I think so. Let me check if it’s still working.” Abigail double clicked her yahoo messenger application.

Apple sent Suraj a message.

BookWormIsh85: Hi there.

005Nightcafe83: Hey, how are you?

BookWormIsh85: I’m good. I’m with a friend. She wants to meet you.

005Nightcafe83: Oh okay. What’s her name?

Bookwormish85: Abigail.

When Abigail went online, Apple invited the two for a conference.

005Nightcafe83: Hi Abigail, nice to meet you.

Decadent_Diva0022:Hi Suraj, what’s up?

005Nightcafe83: Nothing much. Just drinking beer and chatting.

Decadent_Diva0022: Cool. What do you do Suraj?

005Nightcafe83: I paint occasionally. Most of the time I’m on bike, traveling.

Abigail laughed.

Decadent_Diva0022: Do you carry an umbrella?

Apple pinched Abigail

005Nightcafe83: Huh?

Shut up Abigail.

Abigail could not stop laughing.

BookWormIsh85: I am sorry Suraj. Abigail is teasing you. Most of the Indian who lives in Philippines rides a motorcycle and carry umbrellas.

005Nightcafe83: Oh.

Decadent_Diva0022: And they have this business. 5-6.

005Nightcafe83: What is that?

BookWormIsh85: It’s like this. Supposed they lend you money for five thousand and you return it to them as six thousand. They come to your house everyday and you have to pay 1 peso a day until you fully paid it

005Nightcafe83: Lol, really.

Abigail was still laughing.

“Abigail, stop it”. But Apple can’t help but laugh too.

005Nightcafe83: I know that some Indian went to Philippines when they fought for the British army during World War 1. They were called Sepoys.

Decadent_Diva0022: Oh. We didn’t know that.

BookWormIsh85: Well, I kind of heard about that. In history class I think.

Decadent_Diva0022: I also paint. Sometimes. I’m a graphic designer. Who’s your fav artist.

005Nightcafe83: Van Gogh.

Decadent_Diva0022: Mine is Gauguin.

005Nightcafe83: Hmm. I like Gauguin too. He was friends with Van Gogh. I like his palette.

Decadent_Diva0022: And I really hate Picasso and Dali.

005Nightcafe83: Why do you hate Picasso? I hate Dali too. I think his works are bullshit.

Decadent_Diva0022: Picasso and Diego Rivera were both blatant womanizers. Ugh.

BookWormIsh85: I like Frida Kahlo’s work. She’s a strong woman and it shows in her work.

005Nightcafe83: Yeah Frida Kahlo is cool.

Decadent_Diva0022: Anyway, do you have sample of your work?

005Nightcafe83: Hold on.

After a few minutes Suraj started photo sharing his work. It was a caricature study of his face.

Decadent_Diva0022: Wow these are good.

“I told you he is good.” Apple whispered.

Time flew and they found themselves still chatting after a few hours past midnight. Common interests were shared. Suraj mentioned he liked beaches and the two girls exclaimed that their country was surrounded by it. Suraj in turn told them about his bike trips to the Himalayas.

BookWormIsh85: On a bike? In the snow? Isn’t it dangerous?

005Nightcafe83: Not really, one has to be slightly careful. There’s nothing like it. It’s exhilarating. The landscape changes after every few kilometers from green meadows to desert to snowy mountains.

BookWormIsh85: Oh wow. Let me Google some photos of that.

Decadent_Diva0022: I would really want to see Taj Mahal. I think it is just amazing. I am really fond of Mughal architectures.

005Nightcafe83: If you are really interested, you should both come here. I would be glad to show you around.

Apple and Abigail looked at each other. Go to India?

“We’ll think about it.” They both typed at the same time and laughed.

A bit of light was already creeping in the horizon when they finally stopped chatting. But the café was still full.

“That chat made me crave for the beach. I’m thinking we should go to Boracay. “ Abigail said, dreamily.

“ Aren’t you looking for a job? “ Apple looked at her frowning.

“ Not to worry about that. Sooner or later I’ll join my father’s company. For now I just want to take it easy. And you can do your job anywhere. “

Apple already joined a pool of writers for a local tv station after their internship. She will start writing for a daily soap opera very soon.

“ It’s the rainy season now, not exactly the best time for the beach.” It was already middle of June and the rainy season had begun.

“I like rainy season on the beach more than summers. The annoying Manila crowed would no longer be there. Besides it is off season now. Everything will be cheap.” Abigail said looking at her with half smile. She knew Apple’s weakness for discounts.

“ I guess I can take a week off before they started shooting the soaps and we are also done with the brain storming, anyway. I’m doing the episodes for the third week though. I suppose it would be nice to write my stories there.”

Abigail looked at her. “As if I will let you write in peace.” She chuckled naughtily.

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Apple And Abigail: Books And Romantic Relationships

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Apple had very few relationships compared to Abigail. Most of the lessons she learned about relationship were from Abigail’s many failed ones. Since the day they met, Abigail has been claiming of finally finding the one”. Apple attributed this to Abigail fondness of reading romance novels during her teen age years, books she stumbled upon on her mother’s shelf. Those Mills and Booms and Harlequin Romances have filled Abigail’s head with skewed ideas about love. While she on the other hand had been fond of reading English classic novels and had grown a little bit cynical about love especially after reading Wuthering Heights where she decided Cathy, the heroine of the book was a little too neurotic for her liking. Abigail absolutely loved Cathy’s character when she told her about the book. After reading it she went on for days as if she was Cathy’s reincarnation.

“I am a Cathy. I am so her. Oh my God, Apple. Thanks for lending me this book.”

Apple had always preferred Jane Eyre and Elizabeth Bennet among the heroines in classic English novels when it comes to love. Jane Eyre and Elizabeth were subdued and dignified unlike the overtly passionate Cathy, although she still slightly disapproved of their weakness for charming aristocrats.

Apple and Abigail were sitting in a cafe late that night. Apple was consoling her distraught friend who recently found out through Facebook that her boyfriend Oliver was cheating on her. She saw him kissing another woman in bar on one of her friend’s photo in Facebook. A snapshot caught the moment while a group of Abigail’s female friends were posing for the photo. Although his face was not recognizable, Abigail could tell it was him.

“Maybe he was just drunk.” Apple said earlier when Abigail lamented what happened.

“So what! That’s not an excuse besides I am sure he did plan on cheating on me. He lied to me where he was going that night. He said he’s having dinner with his dad. “

“Why did Anna post that photo before telling you Oliver was in it?” Apple asked, frowning.

“I guess Anna did not notice that it was him making out with someone or she wouldn’t have posted it. Anna did not remember seeing him that night. But I recognize the t-shirt he was wearing instantly. I gave it to him”. Abigail wailed.

“Did he admit it was him? “

“Yes! He said he wants to start seeing other women.” Abigail wiped her tears.

“You’ll get over him soon, I am sure.” Apple said, patting Abigail’s hand.

“I won’t! I really, really loved him. He is my soul mate. “

“You said the same thing about Bryan. Yet, you started going out with Oliver only after a few days of breaking up with him.” Bryan was Abigail’s last boyfriend before Oliver.

“ I know. But I totally misread Bryan. He keeps giving me mixed signals. I thought Oliver was not a player.”

“Of course everyone’s a player. Consciously or subconsciously. You know that.”

“ I know but sometimes, I still believe there is someone out there who just loves. Like Heatcliff . Someone who will love me absolutely, maddeningly.”

Apple rolled her eyes. “ Heathcliff is a fictional man. Written by a woman. A woman’s wishful thinking. I’ve always told you that men are more like Tomaz from that book Unbearable Lightness of being. In the novel, Tomaz made love to everyone women he met. ”

“Oh how dreadful. Why do you keep reading books like those.”

“Unlike you, I don’t look at the world in rose tinted glasses.” Apple retorted, losing patience with Abigail who seemed to have learned less from her own failed relationships.

“What’s wrong with rose tinted glasses? That makes the world bearable to look at. “

“Well don’t complain when you get disillusioned.”

Abigail sighed. Feeling defeated. “I suppose you are tired of hearing about my heartaches. “

Feeling guilty for being harsh, Apple took Abigail’s hand. “ Not at all. I am here aren’t I?”

“ Thank you for meeting me at such a short notice. I really appreciate it. You are the only one among my friends who have the patience to listen to me. Most of my other friends are so self obsessed. They have no time for listen to my problems. Their problems are always more important. Ugh.” Abigail paused.” I’m sorry I’m doing the same thing. Tell me what’s happening with you. What have you been up to? “

Apple blushed unexpectedly. “ Well, I met someone.”

Apple And Abigail: Sunset At The Beach

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Mandy was already drunk when Abigail and Apple joined her and Sheila on the beach. Mandy was flirting hideously with two male foreigners. The taller one had his arms around Mandy tightly. Sheila appeared uninterested and a little annoyed.

“The day is just starting for us but you are already wasted.” Abigail remarked acidly.

“ This is the life! Wohooo!” Mandy shouted and laughed. The guy who was holding her lifted her up and then ran towards the water. He dumped Mandy on the shallow part of the sea and laughed at her. Mandy struggled, startled.

“ Hey! You assholes!” She shouted angrily.

The other man, younger and more brazen leaned close to Abigail. “ So…”

Abigail gave him a withering look. “ Not interested. Please go away.”

He was taken aback. “ Bitches ! C’mon man let’s go.” He snarled. He stood up and both men walked away.

Abigail gave them a cold stare but did not reply.

“ Mandy attracts the worse of them.” Abigail said looking at Mandy contemptuously. Mandy was still in the water struggling with the top of her bikini. It got untied.

Sheila stood up and walked towards Mandy. She helped tie Mandy’s bikini top.

“ I told you not to encourage those guys. They were over staying opportunistic foreigners looking for an easy lay. You acted like a prostitute.” Sheila scolded Mandy.

“ Shut up! I was bored. Don’t be a kill joy like your friend Abigail.”

“ Abigail is paying for your vacation, idiot. You begged me to let you come and you promised to
behave if I take you along. Now I regret it.” Sheila snapped.

Apple could hear them very audibly. Abigail didn’t seem to hear them at all.

Sheila sat down beside Abigail. “ Sorry about that, Abigail. This stupid idiot is a slut.”

“ I don’t deny it. I am dying to get laid. “ Mandy said and laughed. She told them about how long she had been without a boyfriend. She started telling them about lewd, but very funny experiences she had with men that after sometime they were all laughing, grudges forgotten.

“ I was like, f–k he’s been bragging how amazing he is in bed and that he bedded dozens of women but he doesn’t even know where to put it in. He kept saying, “Where is it? Where is it?” “What, you need a f–king map down there? I said. I just started laughing and laughing. I end up not having sex with him. He was a f–king virgin. I felt short changed.” Mandy said acting the scene with exaggeration.

“ That’s terrible.” Abigail was laughing the hardest. They ordered their fourth round of margaritas and now they were all drunk.

Apple blushed the whole time Mandy was speaking. She has not been with a man yet. It’s not that she was a prude but she wanted her first experience with a man who is worth it. She was not in a rush.

The sun was setting so the waiter lit up a candle on their table. The bamboo torches along the shores were also lit. Reflected in the water’s surface were golden sparkles of the light coming from the torches. There was a pleasant rustling of coconut tree leaves as the breeze pass through it, fanning the drunken ladies below.

“I think it’s sweet. “ Sheila said, dreamily. “You were almost his first.”

“Not for me.” Abigail said haughtily.” I want my man powerful, confident and experienced. We’re too young to be cougars.”

They all laughed.

Soon the sun had set and all the four girls were heavily drunk even Apple who has a low tolerance for alcohol. They laughed and giggled at the silliest things. When they got bored sitting at the beach they decided to go to a bar. They walked to a famous drinking bar where young single professionals hang out. As soon as they entered a lot of young men, locals and foreigners, turned their heads to look at Abigail. Apple saw Abigail smiling at one of them. A group of young men obviously from the city asked them to join their table. They consented as the place was packed and they could not find any vacant space. Soon Mandy was already sitting on the lap of one the guys.

Abigail was engaged in an animated conversation with a guy she was smiling at earlier. Sheila had left their table when she saw an acquaintance from another table. Apple was left with the quietest guy in the group. They both smiled awkwardly at each other. A band was playing in the bar and soon all of them hit the dance floor.. They dance crazily for hours. Hooting and shouting like maniacs at every song the band played.

Around three in the morning Apple realized they didn’t have anything to eat for dinner. Her head started to ache badly. She said goodbye to the guy she was dancing with and went looking for Abigail. She wanted to ask her if they could go. But she saw Abigail kissing the guy she had been dancing all night with. She could not find neither Sheila nor Mandy. She decided to return to their hotel by herself. She slumped into her bed without changing her clothes and slept soundly.

It was already mid noon when Abigail returned to their room. She was positively glowing despite the obvious lack of sleep. Apple groaned. Abigail was in love again.

“He‘s very nice. His parents are friends with my dad.” Abigail said. Abigail recounted their whole conversations of the night. She was besotted. After a while Abigail fell asleep.

Apple opened her laptop and checked her YM, Suraj had left a few offline messages.

005Nightcafe83: Hey party girl, what’s up

005Nightcafe83: You seem to enjoying your vacation you have forgotten about me

005Nightcafe83: Buzz me as soon as you get online. Have fun.

Apple checked her mobile phone and saw several miss calls from Suraj.

Apple smiled. Her heart skipped a bit but decided not to answer Suraj’s messages.

Apple closed her computer and took a shower.

When Apple went outside the bathroom after taking a bath Abigail was already awake and typing on her laptop.

“ Oh, you are done. I ‘ll take a bath too.”

Apple glanced at Abigail’s computer and was surprised to find Suraj’s webcam video opened on her computer screen .

Abigail was chatting with Suraj! Apple frowned, a little alarmed. She liked Suraj a lot and didn’t really feel like sharing him with Abigail.

“ I didn’t know you started chatting with Suraj. Apple said when Abigail came out of the shower.
“ Oh, he added me and one time I went online he was there so we started chatting.” Abigail looked at her.
“ You don’t mind, do you?”

“ No, not really.” She lied.

Don’t worry I’m not into him, he’s just fun to talk too. He has a lot of intelligent things to say. Besides I really like Randy. I think he’s just awesome. He invited us to a party tonight with his friends.”

Sheila and Mandy came into the room.

“So Mandy, your problem been taken care of?” Abigail teased.

Mandy giggled delightfully. “Very much! Woohoo! Oh so much. My legs are still shaking. Woohoo! ”

“ And Shiela did you hook up with anybody? You vanished as soon as went inside the bar.” Abigail slipped into a yellow slip dress.

Shiela shrugged. “Nobody interesting.”

” I couldn’t find the two of you yesterday. ” Apple raised her eyebrows teasingly.

“Oh we went to this guy’s cottage and hit some bong.”

“Yeah Woohoo tripping!”

“Yeah it was fun but now I am famished. We haven’t had anything to eat since last night. I can eat a whole octopus.”

“Let’s surprise Randy. And invite him for lunch.” Abigail said.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea Abigail. They might still be sleeping.” Apple said suddenly. Alarmed that Abigail was falling into her old pattern.

But Abigail was unstoppable. “I really want you to meet him guys. I miss him already! C’mon.”

Abigail dragged them towards station 2. It was atleast about fifteen minutes walk from their hotel.

“You didn’t tell us we have to walk this far!” Mandy complained.

” Abigail couldn’t we have something to eat first. I’m dying of hunger.” Shiela groaned.

They stopped in front of a Mediterranean looking hotel.

“ There he is. Hey Randy!” Abigail walked up to a group of young men coming out of the hotel.

“We’re going for lunch. Wanna come.” Abigail took Randy’s hand.

“Actually we’re planning to ride a jet ski.” Randy hesitated.

“Oh.” Abigail looked disappointed. Randy kissed her forehead.

“But I’ll join you for lunch. Guys I’ll catch up with you later.”

His friends hooted and walk towards the beach.

Apple stopped herself from rolling her eyes. She found it awkward to watch Abigail act that way.

Whenever she was in love she became like a little girl. Giggly and happy.

“Oh these are my friends. Shiela, Mandy and Apple.”

Shiela smiled at Randy, obviously impressed.

“ Hi ” Mandy said coquettishly.

Apple waved hi. She felt relieved. Suraj was safe from Abigail’s clutches for now.

Abigail and Randy walked in front of them hand and hand.

It took them a while to decide where to eat. A smorgasbord of succulent seafoods were on display in front of most the restaurants along the beach. Apple liked seafoods a lot especially crabs. It made her mouth water looking at those delicacies. There were grilled giant squid, boiled crabs, grilled fish of all variety and prawns cooked in coconut milk. There were also side dishes of green mango and shrimp paste fried eggplant and chopped tomatoes mixed with salty eggs.

After finally choosing an outdoor restaurant they all had a generous serving of grilled squids, steamed crabs, steamed rice and a side dish of green mango salad with shrimp paste. They washed down the delicious meal with beer. Before long they were all drunk again. Randy was sitting in between Abigail and Sheila. Sheila kept hitting Randy on the thigh every time she laughed with what Randy was saying. Abigail did not appear to notice. Mandy was talking on her mobile phone and giggling uncontrollably. Apple tried to join the trio but found their conversation a little shallow and dull. She just observed the people passing by instead. Mostly they were Asian foreigners, probably Koreans or Japanese.

The party that they went to later that evening was held in a private house owned by Randy’s friends. Mandy did not come with them but instead went out on a date with a guy she met the night before. It was a loud party and the air was thick with smoke. A mixture of cigarette and hashish. Apple felt lost and out of place every time Abigail dragged her in this kind of parties. She feels like being inside a surrealistic dream where she was the only one awake. She had always preferred gatherings where guest can somehow talk to each other. Not sprawled out in sofas, passed out or making out.

Apple saw groups of youngsters hanging out slumped on carpets or bean bags all over the house with dazed expressions on their faces, passing joints to each other or taking hit from a bong made of soft drink bottle or a long wooden pipe. Apple didn’t know where to go or who to talk to. She pretended to browse the collection of CDs on a shelf while sipping a glass of wine. Once in a while she would attempt to start a conversation with anyone who would be looking in her direction but it was in vain. Most of then are either too high or too drunk to make any sense. She gave up eventually and sat on a dimly lit corner by herself.

It was getting very late in the night when Abigail burst out from one of the rooms crying. She took Apple’s hand and dragged her running away from there.

“ What happened?” Apple asked bewildered.

“That bitch Sheila! I can’t believe it!” Abigail wailed.” She went after Randy. “That ungrateful bitch! I saw them doing it in there.”

“I thought you were with Randy the whole time.”

” I was. Sheila was hanging around us like an idiot. She wouldn’t leave us alone. I was alarmed at first but didn’t think much about it but then Randy introduced me to a group of friends. And we started snorting coke, I got so high, I didn’t even notice they were not there anymore. I was going to pee and I went into the room and there they were cavorting like rabbits.”

“You are doing coke?”

“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t need that now. But for your peace of mind, it was my first time. I did it because Randy asked me too. That bastard! Oh why, why do I always attract losers!”

Apple helped Abigail out of her clothes and into a hot shower. After she tucked Abigail into bed she peeked at Sheila and Mandy’s room.

Sheila was there angrily putting her clothes in her suitcase. She saw Apple and started ranting against Abigail.

” She’s so self righteous as if she had not stolen one of my boyfriends before. Why should she always have to get the best guys?”

“Where are you going?”

“Randy invited me to stay with him. He liked me better. He said Abigail is too clingy. Tell her I’m paying for my room, so don’t worry about it. Mandy will stay with Leo. We might stay here longer.

Then Sheila looked at her coldly and said, ” I’m sure you’re happy now that you have Abigail all to yourself. Ever since she met you, she started hanging out with me less anyway. ”

Apple was taken aback. She had no idea that Sheila was jealous of her.

The next day Abigail and Apple flew back to the city. Abigail was doubly depressed. She had not even recovered from her break up with an ex boyfriend yet, the primary reason why they took the vacation and losing one best friend over a one night stand was more devastating.

“ I guess she was always been envious of me since college. I was always more popular than her. But what can I do? I can be insensitive at times, I know. But I will not knowingly betray a friend.” Abigail lamented.

Apple frowned thinking about Suraj. She know that was a lie. She wondered what kind of friendship the four them had fallen into. Sighing, she wondered why relationships with girls her age are so complicated.

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