Page 42 of Fake It For Love (Faux Love)
“Who warned us about what?” she asked.
“Remember when the people that graduated before us would come back to give talks about their chosen schools and stuff?”
“Vaguely,” I said. “It wasn’t like I listened to much of anything back then.”
“They always said to enjoy our last years in school because once we got out, things would be different,” I said. “Their biggest problem was the fact they couldn’t hang out with their friends anymore. I couldn’t wait to get away from the kids we were in school with.”
“I’m really sorry about that,” she said.
“Don’t be,” I said. “I’m not. It worked out well for me. All that shit gave me the energy to push harder. Honestly, I hardly think about those days. I sure as hell don’t miss them.”
She offered a soft smile. I had a feeling she pitied me. That was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t need pity.
