" No, no. I'm okay, I guess. I knew this date wasn't on the level, but I wanted so badly to be like all the other girls, even if it was rigged. Could ...e at least be friends?" I guess so, and I am sorry that I hurt you."They walked further down the path, neither saying a word. It was quiet. There was no one else around, and they could barely hear the noises from the rest of the park. The path curved a bit, then ended at an old brick well. Most of the path was thickly bordered with trees on both. No nail paint or makeup just the natural beauty on the face. A long black bindi and of course the vermilion on the forehead.Nobody ever thought anything sexual about her except her cute face I guess. I was no exception. She used to teach well and we concentrated on only that. Until one day, everything went for a toss.It was mid-year vacation and school was off. I needed some certificates from our Head and hence had to go to school. As usual, it was silent and nobody was seen on our campus. So it wasn't until this summer that both Brianna and I graduated from grade school, both being in the same grade, even though it's been almost two years since I last saw Brianna. She continued to go to the school that we both went to in Eureka, but after my parents broke up, my brother and two sisters all moved away from my dad and we all moved down to Santa Rosa with my mom, and that is where I went to school. Brianna got accepted into the Junior Academy in Fortuna in the fall, but I was still. Connie must have noticed, the same way I observed her orange shorts hugging her sweaty cameltoe.At around eleven miles I asked her how she was feeling and she said she felt pretty good. I told her I was going to stretch out a little for the last couple miles, and did she mind? She said, "No, let’s do it!" So I picked up the pace and we took off together.Our last two miles were run at a quick pace, faster than what Connie was accustomed to, but she stayed right with me. When we slowed to a walk.