I don’t know if I would have agreed, but at least that would have been honest. As it was, I suddenly discover he’s been fucking this blonde for mo...ths, all the while pretending we were still exclusive.” “How did you find out?” She snorted in disgust. “That’s the other thing. An anonymous email, which I later discovered was sent by another girl he’d been fucking, who was jealous that he’d thrown her over for blondie. See what I mean about the fucking games?” He nodded. “Anyway, by the time. Holly tried edges of several only to find they were fastened hard and unmoving. After long minutes like that, she sat beside Gene and let out a long breath. “It was worth a shot,” she said, frustrated.“Thought there might be a hidden room or something only accessible from here?”“It was worth a shot.” She repeated, less forcefully this time.Gene’s eyes adjusted to the dim attic and he thought he saw a sliver of golden light near the back, near the far wall. “Holly...” he started, but she had. Sitting for ten minutes the driver closed the door. There were only six other people, and they say up front. The man leaned over and asked if I'd like someone to talk to since it was going to be a long trip. I said sure. As he came over and sat beside me, the bus pulled out of the station. He said his name was Bill, I told him mine. He said you look a bit young to be on my own. I told him I was in highschool and I was just fine traveling on my own. Calm down, I was just asking, he said. As the. *** After that weekend, Danielle and I became inseparable. Or rather, she suddenly was everywhere I was. I didn’t know if this was by her design or not, but I was not going to object to it at all. Overall, she was happier. She smiled more, her eyes twinkled more, she laughed with more mirth than I could recall seeing, even when she was ‘happy’ in high school. Discovering just how happy she was now, showed me just how forced her high school happiness had been. Sure, I understood conceptually.