Baby, I'm a Million.

Surprise.

Somebody could've dropped a ton of bricks on me and I still wouldn't feel as awful as I did about what happened with Cameron and Nancy all because of me. I wanted desperately to tell Cameron I wasn't interested in him and that he needed to ask Nancy out on a date. On top of that Sloane hated me, I could tell. So, I guess I wouldn't fit in with them either.

"It's your senior year," Mom said when I went downstairs for breakfast, "if you made many friends it'd just be harder to leave for college in the Fall."

That's true but still, I've got four more months here. I don't really want to be alone the whole time."

"That's understandable too, but Avery you've got to be willing to put yourself out there a little. You can't wait for people to come to you."

I rolled my eyes and took another sip of my coffee, I was shoveling a fork full of waffles in my mouth when the doorbell rang. For some unknown reason I got really excited and ran to answer it. Nancy stared at me with a serious expression.

"Hi." I say simply, hoping she would have something else to say that wasn't as awkward.

"I'm sorry to come over so early, but I just wanted to apologize for how last night turned out."

I stepped out onto the front porch and close the door behind me, "I am not interested in Cameron, I just want you to know that. I mean I don't even know him!"

She nods, "I know, I just freaked out. I'm sorry, I've just liked him for so long."

I thought back to when I was in the ninth grade and I had this huge crush on this guy named Peter Benjamin. He had beautiful arms and an even more beautiful face, he liked my best friend. I was crushed into a million tiny peices when he asked her to be his girlfriend.

"I know how you feel." I say with a small reassuring smile, we sat down on my front porch step and we talked for almost three hours. By the time she left we were laughing our asses off, and maybe I had finally made a friend after all.