Sarah looked at the computer screen and smiled. Yet another e-mail
from her good friend, Brian. She opened the mail and smiled, laughing
as she read it. "Hey, gorgeous, how are you? I miss talking to you
in one of our late night chats, but we'll do it again soon, ok? All
righty then! I have to make this one short, I'm late for a meeting.
I'm in Germany now, it's so beautiful here, and I'm searching for your
birthday present! Don't think I forgot! You didn't forget my
b-day, and I'm not about to forget yours. Take care, beautiful, and
write back soon. Love, Brian."
Sarah chuckled and hit the reply button, pulling her keyboard towards her
"Brian. You are insane, I hope you know. Just how do you expect
to be able to give me my b-day present if you aren't here in Jersey?
I mean, really, Bri, sometimes you don't think things through. Well,
all's quiet here on the eastern front, school's out and I'm working everyday.
Remember that I work in an ice cream store, right? I told you that,
didn't I? Could've sworn I did, but anyway, what's going on in Germany?
You never have been very specific when you said what you did for a living.
I don't mind, mystery is cool, I can be mysterious too. Really, I
can! Watch dododododododododo! (Twighlight Zone theme). Ok,
so I'm not the best at being mysterious, so sue me! I gg, I have
to get ready to go to bed, I'm exhausted, its been a long Monday.
I wrote back quickly, you better do the same! Love, Sarah."
Sarah hit the send button and clicked ok when the mail sent message came
up. She shut down the AOL and shut down her computer. Brian
really never was specific when he said what he did, just that he traveled
a whole lot and couldn't be on the computer as much as he wanted to.
He was a little older than Sarah, eight years to be exact, but Sarah never
thought about that. Brian acted much younger than his twenty-four
years, just like Sarah acted much older than her sixteen years. They
got along well and were constantly joking with each other.
As Sarah climbed into bed, she pressed play on the remote of her stereo's
CD player and listened as the first of the programmed songs came quietly
through the speakers.
"Show me the meaning of being lonely," Sarah sang with the song.
She smiled to herself and turned off her bedside lamp and closed her eyes,
snuggling under the covers. Her Backstreet Boys CD put her to sleep
every night, the songs were very soothing to her. She was asleep
in no time, still thinking about how silly Brian was.