The Rain Song
I woke up that morning hating my best friend, David.
This is something that I had been feeling for a couple of weeks. It started at the beginning of the summer. David liked a girl named Bridget who was notorious for dating and breaking up with boyfriend after boyfriend. I should have known this better than anyone; Bridget and I used to be friends. But somehow I thought it would be different if she went out with David, so I helped set them up. She broke up with him after two weeks, claiming there was no chemistry. What she really meant was she was bored.
David was devastated. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that this was a regular occurrence. He didn’t know it then because she was his first girlfriend, but he falls hard. His emotions are fragile. He didn’t understand that boys are disposable to Bridget; she dates for fun, and when she gets bored she moves on.
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