Around that time, another girl named Cynthia started becoming more noticeable. Cynthia liked Peter too, but she was quiet about it. She was the kind of girl who crushed easily,even on one of our teachers, who happened to be young and good-looking.
Cynthia had this way of always being around Peter. She'd laugh at all his jokes, find excuses to borrow his pen or ask for help with assignments,even when she didn't need any. But Peter didn't seem to notice, or maybe he just didn't care.
Meanwhile, I was still there,his best friend, his confidant. We would walk home from school sometimes, talk about life, our dreams, even silly things like who had the worst handwriting in class. There was something unspoken between us, but neither of us crossed the line.
One day after school, Peter asked me, "Why do you think people change?" I looked at him and said, "Maybe because they grow... or maybe because they finally see things clearly."
He was quiet for a while, then said, "You're different. You're real."
That moment stayed with me
Weeks passed, and rumors started flying,people saying Peter and I were now dating. It wasn't true, but it made things awkward. Cynthia started avoiding me. Even Prisca gave me strange looks. I hated drama, but it felt like I was right in the middle of one.