"So... have you made your decision yet?" I bit my lip nervously and looked into his dark brown eyes, trying to hold back my tears. I had been crying for the past hour on the bus ride home from the airport so it didn't matter at that point. As he kneeled down to put his cornet away he gave me a solemn look, and at that point I knew.

"It's not that I don't like you, Tiffany, because I still do. I just.. well.. on the trip, Nadia and I got to know each other better and.. I kinda like her too. We can still be friends, right?"

I slowly nodded my head and looked down at the floor as a single tear rolled down my cheek. "Yeah. Yeah, Brian, we can." I looked up at him as I finished my sentence. I knew that was never going to happen; it would be way too hard for me, but it was the only sentence I could allow to escape my lips. I continued to stare blankly at him for the next few seconds, allowing the entire situation to sink in. He held out his arms to offer me one final hug, but I silently mouthed "no". I couldn't accept his gratitude--not after the hell he put me through the past five days. I turned around without saying a word and continued to chew on my lip, trying to hold in the tears that so badly wanted to leave my body.

My friend Ashley Cabut came up to me and put her arm around me, oblivious to the fact that I was ready to burst. "Hey Tiffany! Isn't it sad that we--" Her sentence got cut short when she noticed my mood. "Oh no.. he dumped you, didn't he? I told you that if you would have sat by me on the plane that nothing would have happened! But did you listen to me? NO! You should have listened to me when I said--" "Ashley!" I interrupted her. "Would you please just shut up?!" I watched as her mouth fell in an "o" of surprise. She reached out to grab my shoulder, but I brushed her hand away and slowly began to make my way up the stairs. "So this is it," I thought to myself as I took my time climbing the stairs. I couldn't bare to let my mother see me crying after returning home from a trip to California. I began to think about the past few days and how my life had made such a dramatic turn. Only five days before I had everything--