I was screaming inside figuring out what to do.I was screaming inside figuring out what to do. Why have I done this to my best friend? Should I tell him? I would loose her. I would loose my friend. *FUCK* *I need her* The following days tortured me. I was moody and snapped at almost everyone. I was irritable. I couldn't concentrate in class. I was supposed to study for a midterm, but my mind kept creeping back to that night with Jennifer. I see her with my buddy almost everytime, but I try not to act obvious. But I guess, I had a tougher time when she is around with my best friend. I know my friend well, and he knows me well, I had a feeling he knows what's up with me. Joe is a cool guy. He's about a year older than me. We've been friends for about 3 years now since I met him freshman year. He's a good looking Chinese-American in a rough sort of way, and women usually like him for his body. As for myself, for a Filipino I was lucky for an athletic physique mixed with a boyish look of innocence which my Chinese heritage offered. My witty remarks and quick reactions, combined with Joe's qualities make our team a trap for worthy women. |