"You look aweful. That's definitely not you! It's hard for me to see you like that." My anger finally bursts out. They were both my friends; as in close friends. But seeing them this awkward together was ripping me off, on whom would I stand for.

"No, I'm just fine." She responded focusing on her notes, but I knew her well. Her eyes may be on it, but her mind was off on somewhere-- or particularly with someone.

Looking at the stars outside, I know not why suddenly my mouth opened, saying, "Give me 7 days, and I'll make sure to win him back for you."

Another requested short story~