10

"How long have you known Justine?" I began, staring directly into her orbs.

"Why is that an important question?" She furrowed her eyebrows, letting go of the pillow she had held to her chest.

"Just answer me." I ignored her annoyance and continued with my statement.

"It's been over a year." She reluctantly provided, rolling her eyes at me. She must have found my question irrelevant but I was headed to a destination.

"A year is a long time to know a person, I'm certain that deep down, you have a feeling he has done nothing wrong but that strong part of you chooses to believe he has only done the wrong thing." I said to her. She put her lips in a pout.

"You should not let terrible friends influence you. Justine is a really hot guy," I paused to swallow the lump that had grown in my throat. "And basically every girl wants him. You know better than everyone that you are really lucky. Who knows how many