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Excerpt:

“You almost gave me a heart attack!” Sam shouted over the phone without preamble.

“Hello to you too, cuz!” I replied, trying to muffle a snicker. “Why the surprise? I told you I was gonna call before I left for the airport.”

My cousin was my best friend, and I didn’t keep anything from her. She was the only one who knew about Thomas and that I was applying to Juilliard. Both were things I wanted to keep secret from everyone else. I didn’t want to deal with the questions concerning him and the extra pressure about Juilliard if my family knew about my intentions.

“You were supposed to call my cell, not the house phone!” She shout-whispered and I belatedly remembered that it was only six-thirty in the morning in Santa Barbara. Most likely, everyone was still in bed.

“I did! But you didn’t pick up. The taxi will be here any minute and you know I don’t like to talk on the phone around strangers.”

“I know, I know. I forgot my cell in my room. So, did you get any sleep, or was the excitement too much?” Sam asked in a teasing tone. She didn’t mean anything by it, she was just being Sam. But the question hit a sore spot. I hadn’t gotten any sleep, and it had nothing to do with my trip.

My cousin was my role model. What I loved most about Sam was that she was full of life, and she didn’t take any crap from anyone. She was also one of the most beautiful girls I knew, and had all the confidence that I lacked.

After a long pause, I confessed. “It wasn’t excitement that kept me awake.”

“Still feeling guilty about Thomas?” She asked carefully.

“Yeah.”I didn’t like feeling all gloom and doom about it, especially with summer vacation ahead of me, but I had the feeling I would carry the guilt of what I’d done for a very long time.

“Should I make a T-shirt for you with the phrase ‘Woe is me’ on it?” Sam asked. Just like that she put a smile on my face.

“Shut up!” I shouted at her.

“I swear Alexia, if I find that you dyed your beautiful golden locks black and see you wearing emo clothes when I pick you up at the airport, I’m going to beat you senseless.”

I started to laugh when I heard another voice in the background. “Hey Sam, who just came in?”

“Nobody,” Sam replied icily.

“Matt.” It could only be him by the way Sam had answered.

I had never really understood what had happened to them. Matt and Sam had been inseparable until the age of ten, and whenever I had been around, our uncle had called us the Three Musketeers. But then Sam had gotten into an accident, the one that had turned her hair completely white. An accident that Dad and Uncle Gary never really explained to us. All we knew was that it had been pretty serious, and she had almost died. After that, Matt avoided Sam like the plague.

“Yes, your favorite person in the whole wide world is here.” There was a brief pause, then I heard some sort of scuffle on the other side of the line. “No, Matthew! Leave me alone, I’m talking to Alexia!”

I overheard Matt asking for the phone. Sam wouldn’t let him talk to me, so I pleaded, “Come on, Sam. Give Matt a break and let me say 'Hi'.”

“Fine!” she said. By the sound of it, she had thrown the phone at him.

“Hello, Gorgeous!” Matt’s voice came through the phone. Oh, how I had missed him.

“Hey, Matt. How is it going?”

“Fine, just fine. I’m counting the hours until you get here. Did Sam tell you about Gary’s crazy idea for your party?”

“She didn’t mention anything. Should I be scared?” I heard him laugh, which brought a smile to my lips. He didn’t laugh much these days.

“Yes!” He replied, trying to contain his laughter until he suddenly stopped. I heard Sam’s voice in the background, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying. When she stopped talking, he continued. “I’m glad to have you here as a buffer between Sam and me. She’s getting bitchier with old age.”

“Oh, please! When are you two going to finally grow up and patch things up?”

I sat at my desk and stared at my pin board, more specifically at a picture of Matt, Sam, and me dressed as Athos, Porthos, and Aramis for Halloween when were four years old. Because we all had wanted to be D’Artagnan, Uncle Gary had solved the problem by claiming the role for himself. That picture brought me such sadness when I thought about Matt and Sam still mad at each other.

“Ouch!” Matt screamed and I came back to the present.

“What happened?”“She threw a bloody pineapple at me! Goddamn it! She’s not only getting bitchier but also crazier!” Matt shouted. He wasn’t joking.

“I miss us being the Three Musketeers.”

“Hey, talk to your BFF. She was the one who started this cold war thing.”

“That’s not true. You were the one who got weird first.” My statement was met with silence, and I immediately regretted bringing that topic up, especially with Matt already on edge.

“That was different. You wouldn’t understand,” he replied. His tone had gone ten degrees colder.

“Why don’t you try to explain it to me?” I asked, but I knew he wouldn’t open up.

“It doesn’t matter. It happened a long time ago, and I apologized for it. It’s up to her now.”

“Maybe it would have helped if you had told her the real reason why you acted the way you did.” I said it for the thousandth time. How many times would I have to have this conversation with him? He had once said that Sam was stubborn, but it takes one to know one.

“If you really want things to be okay between you and Sam again, just be honest with her. I know she misses you.”

He was silent for a moment before he finally continued. “I miss her too,” he said finally, “but… Never mind. I’ll see you later at the airport, okay?” “Uh-oh…” I let it escape. That would be trouble. Sam wanted to be the one who picked me up, and she had made me promise that I would keep the rest of the gang from coming. She wanted to spend some time alone with me so we could talk freely about my mishap with Thomas. However, I couldn’t say no to Matt. He was one of my best friends too.

“What?” he asked.“Uh, Sam sort of volunteered…”

“So? I think we can manage to not kill each other on the twenty-minute ride to the airport. It will be fine.”

“I kind of promised…” I couldn’t finish that sentence. If I told Matt not to come, he wouldn’t.“Never mind. The cab is here. I’ll see you soon,” I told him as I hastily put my wallet in my purse and did one more double-check in my room to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything.

“Bye, Alexia. Have a safe trip,” he said before hanging up the phone.

I sighed, staring at the cell phone in my hand. What was I going to do with those two? We would be going to college soon enough, and I couldn’t let them go their separate ways still angry at each other. If only Matt would trust someone with his secrets.

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