Remembrance (The Transcend Time Saga) by Michelle Madow Page A

was just confused about how to balance spending his time between his teammates and me. Then there was Chelsea. She would be devastated if Drew broke up with her. But it hurt me every time I saw them together, like someone ripped out my heart and left an empty cave in my chest, and I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to handle it.
    Then came the stream of tears. It was unexpected, like lava bursting out of a volcano and spilling everywhere, not stopping until it had destroyed everything in its path. I rested my shoulder on the tiled wall and allowed them to flow, not bothering to fight them anymore.
    The image of Drew’s dark eyes popped into my head; they were so soft and understanding, yet sad at the same time. Perhaps if I tried harder I could get him to open up to me again and we could be together like I knew we were supposed to be. The thought made me smile, and I envisioned a perfect world where I was happy with Drew and still friends with Chelsea and Jeremy. But that could never happen.
    I knew what I had to do. I would go over Hannah’s and sit with her while she cried about Sheldon, doing the best I could to listen and be a friend to her when she needed support. Then tomorrow night I would apologize to Jeremy at dinner and do my best to move forward. He was annoyed earlier, but I knew him well enough to know that he would be happy if we left the fight in the past and talked about other things instead.
    Then there was the issue of what to say if asked how I got home. Letting Chelsea and Jeremy know that Drew had been the one to drive me would cause too much drama. But no one would question me if I told them my mom had picked me up from school, so that’s what I would have to say. Most importantly, I had to convince myself to listen to what Drew said in the car. It probably would be better for everyone if we stayed away from each other. And it’s not like there weren’t other things I could do besides sit around and pine over the fact that nothing could ever happen between me and Drew. I wasn’t going to be pathetic like that. Jeremy wanted me to spend more time with his friends, and Keelie mentioned going shopping for dresses next Saturday. Maybe it would be fun.
    I could pretend as much as I wanted, but deep inside I knew that no matter how hard I tried to let my interest in Drew go and proceed with my life as before, the charade couldn’t continue forever.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 13
     
     
    The plan to keep everything as close to normal as possible worked for the next week. Jeremy and I had our anniversary dinner at Alfonzo’s, and just as I predicted, he was glad to forget about the fight and me not going to Warren’s party after the game. I called Hannah every night to make sure she was doing okay, and the two of us met in the library after school to work on our sketches for class. It helped keep her mind off Sheldon and mine off Drew, who continued ignoring me in school. At least I didn’t have to worry about returning his jacket—he wore an identical one on Monday. Perhaps he had a collection of them in his closet.
    Keelie made an extra effort to be nice to me at lunch, and I was looking forward to joining her on Saturday to look for dresses for the Halloween dance. Chelsea agreed to come with us, and Keelie seemed to welcome the idea of spending more time with her. I invited Hannah to come as well, but she decided not to go to the dance—she still wasn’t up to seeing Sheldon with Shayna, which was perfectly understandable.
     
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    “That one’s perfect!” Keelie gushed as Chelsea spun in a circle in the dressing room, the short green dress swirling behind her. 
    Chelsea stood sideways and examined her reflection in the mirror. “Are you sure it doesn’t make me look fat?”
    “Nothing can make you look fat.” I assured her.
    “I don’t know.” She turned around to look at her reflection from the other side. “This just isn’t