I closed my eyes. “Just go, Nash. Pretend we’ve never met.”
After that day, Nash and I had no contact. Even if we ran into each other at school, I ignored him and pretended not to see anything.
I immersed myself in my studies, practically going from home to school and back, squeezing every minute to get every possible point. Nash, on the other hand, indulged himself completely, going out with Yvonne every day to surf the internet, drink, and engage in reckless driving. Their youth was like a movie plot, wild and unrestrained.
Nash and I had finally become two parallel lines that would never intersect.
The SAT finally arrived. I thought I would be nervous, but surprisingly, I wasn’t. Every question seemned familiar, and in those days of intense studying, perhaps they had all crossed paths with me in one way or another.
As for SAT, all I could say was that I had done my best
In this second chance at youth, I had no regrets.
After SAT, when I returned home, my mom was on the phone. She sighed and shook her head after hanging up.
“Mrs. Xander just called me. She said that the day before the college entrance exam, Nash had a fight with that girl. They got drenched in the rain all day, and he had a fever during the exam. He probably did poorly, Mrs. Xander is heartbroken; she said she won’t care about him anymore and she has given up
mpletely.”
ddenly remembered a few days ago when Nash had argued with Yvonne because of her ex- boyfriend. It had been raining that day, and while she cried and ran away, Nash had gone after her and ended up getting soaked as well. They had a foolish love drama in the pouring rain, quarreling, hugging, and kissing
My mom continued to sigh, “What’s so good about that girl? She’s so strange and creepy. How can Nash like her so much?”
I didn’t respond because, to be honest, I didn’t know either. Maybe it was because he was tired of his privileged life and the same routine every day. Perhaps he truly loved Yvonne. But all of that didn’t
matter to me anymore.
