Bonus [1]: Bath Bomb Conversation-5

At least before contracting a disease. I am very surprised he hasn't called me to tell me that he's caught something yet. "What if you meet someone?" I asked. "What if I do?" He questioned back. "Would you do something about it?" "Maybe. Maybe not. Depends." "On what?" Andrew laughed. "Macy, stop worrying about me. I'm fine. I'm great." Of course, he's great. Andrew plays football in America. He was drafted out of university. My best friend deserved it. He worked hard, he trained harder and it paid off in the end. I think he was happy career-wise and I made sure I got to see him every single year or at least once every three months. What I was grateful for is that we're 23 years old and we're still close as we were when we were kids. "I miss you," I admitted. "I miss you too." He said back then he laughed. "Imagine the paps heard us. Everyone would go crazy." Sam, Andrew and I had a huge joke over a day when Andrew and I were walking at his place in Los Angeles where he lives with some friends. He got snapped as a rumored couple and I was a cheating slut not even a full twenty-four hours later. After clarification that Andrew and I were friends and Sam and I were still very much dating, all of Sam's fans calmed down. Some of them hate still because people on the internet were people on the internet but what could you do? "I know." I laughed and heard shuffling on the other side. "Mace," The familiar voice shouted. I grinned, sitting down on the ground, my back against the fridge. "Hey JM, how are you?" When Andrew had moved to Los Angeles, Jon Ming was the first person he contacted. JM was already there starting off his music career he had been lucky to obtain. Over the years he had gotten the chance to work with various artists and host a lot of events. Andrew was invited to a lot of those events occasionally. "Better than ever. Drew, I and a couple others are hitting a party tonight." Of course, that was Andrew's definition of 'out'. "You DJ'ing it?" "Yeah, wish you and the rest were here." "Like everyone? Everyone, everyone?" There was a moment of silence and Jon Ming said something that clearly wasn't for me. "Um, guys Drew and I are going to head over there for a bit, we'll catch up." I waited, hearing the chatter and suddenly the call ended I stared at my phone and made a face. I looked down at Soccer who laid down next to me. I petted him. "Soccer, you'd never hang up on me if you were human." He didn't react to my words and I laughed to myself, leaning my head back on the fridge. "Nah, you probably would." My head brushed against a picture that was pinned against the fridge door. I took off the pin and held the photo in my hand, looking down at my high school friends. This was taken two years ago. The last time we all were together in one room. I smiled at the image of all us together. Jon Ming had his hair cut shorter here, his smile wide and his arm around Jacob who was smiling as big as his old best friend. Beside Jacob sitting on the ground was Brandon whose eyes were hidden behind sunglasses even though we were indoors when this picture was taken. Next to Brandon was me, sitting with a bottle in my hand throwing up a peace sign with the same sunglasses Brandon was wearing perched up on my forehead. Sam's arms were wrapped around me and he was in mid drink of the same alcoholic beverage that was in my hand. Caleb raised a middle finger with one arm around Stevie who was wearing the sunglasses covering her eyes. Andrew gave the same peace sign as I did and was wearing the sunglasses too. Then Austin, Austin who stood beside Toby, both wearing those damn sunglasses but I knew they were looking at each other with love. Almost like high school wow. And why were people wearing sunglasses indoors so much that year? A part of me got nostalgic. Another part of me thought about a person from high school that was missing. I wonder how Jasmine was doing. I wonder if she was still with that guy in Australia. Or if she's still in Australia. I wonder what would have happened if our friendship didn't end. What would have happened if she didn't cheat on Andrew. What would have happened if she didn't move. A huge part of me believes that moving away from university wouldn't have a changed anything anyways. That it was all bound to happen. I pinned the happy photo back on the fridge and stood, observing the many others on it. I unpinned another one. It was taken after the second year of university, the year I changed my major to photography. We were on the basketball court when the picture was taken. Matteo was in the centre, towering over me, Maddy and Anmol. My first real group of friends I made outside of the ones I met in high school. Besides two of the people from the pictures in the other room, I felt nostalgic about this too. Especially about Matteo. It was rare to hear from Matteo these days. I'm convinced that since most of my close friends were athletes, it was the reason why we barely had time together. Especially the ones that were professional athletes. Matteo lives in America like Andrew, playing professional basketball. He has a whole other life over there when he left before his third year started. Anmol, Maddy and I were distant from our old friend, however, whenever we all can meet when he comes back to the country occasionally, it's as if he's never left. I pinned that picture back on the fridge, memories rushing through my head. Memories that included people I loved, new people I met, people I'm happy I have those memories with. I took a deep breath when my phone rang again and when I looked at it, Andrew was trying to video chat me. I answered it, leaning on the counter. "Yeah?" Jon Ming and Andrew both looked at me with the same smile. "What's up?" I asked, confused. "Have you talked to Brandon lately?" Andrew asked. "No. Why?" "You see how Jacob and I aren't friends anymore?" Jon Ming said, the smile completely wiped from his face and replaced with a serious look. I cleared my throat. "Yeah." About a year ago Jon Ming and Jacob had a huge falling out. I've never heard of an argument as big as their own. Jon Ming ended up with a broken arm and bruises all over his face and Jacob's shoulder was dislocated.