Paul was yelling at Sharon. Sharon Summers was being abandoned.
It was the talk of the entire school, and Jocelyn was in a wreck. Apparently both Mr. and Mrs. Summers had been planning it for a month, and with the death of Lily Korp, didn’t want to add anymore drama into their teenage daughter’s life - which is understandable. But what I absolutely do not understand is the fact that they waited for the day when Jocelyn had run the poetry contest.
It happened at dinner. The bread rolls had just been taken from the table because the first course was served. They were at a Chinese restaurant because it was Jocelyn’s favorite.
Paul and Sharon had just finished congratulating Jocelyn and presenting her with their gift. And then they dropped the bomb.
No one heard of it for three weeks. Not even Nadine.
School was tiring, and there were many tests due to the fact that the first semester was concluding. I know that it sounds strange, but even myself, of all people had no idea that anything was going on. Sure - why would I know about it before others? I am very perceptive. There isn’t much that you can get past me.
I guess that it was because of the tests that we all assumed Jocelyn was so quiet and tired. No one assumed that she wasn’t even studying for the tests... hell - instead, she was crying herself to sleep every night.
She didn’t want this. Why couldn’t her parents wait until she was in college or something. She wished that it wouldn’t happen at all, but when she begged her parents to stay together, they got angry at each other and started fighting right in front of her.
Ouch? Yes - “ouch” is right.
As if the two times when Jocelyn had fallen asleep during Science wasn’t enough to let people know that something was wrong, some of the teachers started to talk about it. Everything should have been the same. Sharon Summers was trying her best to camouflage the entire thing.
Jocelyn hated keeping things from Nadine. In fact, even if she genuinely wanted to, she would end up telling Nadine within 24 hours of a big event or secret taking place.
But this was different.
Jocelyn wasn’t trying to hide it. But she just didn’t want to acknowledge it. She didn’t believe it. It is like that moment when your life changes. There is a big day tomorrow. You don’t even know how to admit the fact that something new is here, or right around the corner, so you just ignore it.
Nadine tried to talk to her. She knew that something was wrong. But what? It’s not like she had figured out what was going on with Lily Korp’s account. Nothing had changed with that. And at this rate, it would all be forgotten about soon enough.
Things were getting quieter and started to become farther and farther apart between the girls. Nadine knew that they would never be apart. But she couldn’t help but wonder what was going on with Jocelyn and why she hadn’t heard her beautiful laugh in a matter of weeks.
I had seen the two of them sitting together. Staring at one another’s feet, and I hate myself for not doing anything. I know that it sounds strange, coming from me, but I truly do. Because it can hurt you the most when you look back on the past as I am now and wish you had done something to stop a heartbreak. Or in this case, a divorce.
It was two o’clock in the morning and Nadine had awoken from a bad dream. She sat up in her white bed, and stared at the wall of pictures. Nadine stared into the eyes of Jocelyn in every frame. Something was different.
She was so happy. Nothing seemed as if it could pierce through her. Nothing. But why now was she so quiet and excluded? Sure - there wasn’t that much to be excluded from. No one else’s life was that much more important than the girls. But Nadine couldn’t help wondering if it was she who had done something wrong.
Her gaze traveled to a picture from a school field trip to the beach. It was the last day of school before spring break, and the school had planned a beach day. But what they hadn’t planned was the rain. It had poured and poured and poured.
One of the teachers had seen Jocelyn and Nadine huddled under their towels with black circles all around their eyes. I guess they hadn’t gotten the memo about waterproof mascara...
Nadine smiled at the embarrassment and beautiful memory.
Her throat ached.
After getting out of bed and putting on her slippers she walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Nadine hesitated to add ice but realized that it would get stuck together and complicate the way that she sipped.
Yes - it is a lot to think about when thirsty, but it was things like this that kept Nadine sane through the hard times like this when all that she wanted to do was cry.
As Nadine walked back into her bedroom with her water, she plopped herself onto her bed. And suddenly all was cold. Very cold. But something warm was racing down Nadine’s cheeks.
She was covered in her spilled water, and coated in tears.
Nadine bawled in loneliness. She had cracked. So many questions flooded her mind.
Why am I depressed? Why is Jocelyn so depressed? Is our friendship at an end? Was it my fault?
No sweetie, it was not your fault. How could you have helped the fact that Jocelyn was shutting you out. Because sometimes people feel the need to shut you out, just so they can let you back in.
And I can’t say that I didn’t feel the same way. Because when the news of Jocelyn’s parents’ divorce went public, no one was needed more than Nadine.
Just a girl...