choreographed arm movement from Intensity’s old pay-per-view concert. It felt like old times again. The only thing missing was Celine’s sister, Melissa, pounding on her door, yelling for them to shut up.
The music transported Ruthie back and she couldn’t help but think about their younger years. She tilted her head thoughtfully. “So I was just thinking about our high school love life.”
“What high school love life?” Celine snorted, pushing a sweaty strand of hair from her face.
“Exactly my point!” Ruthie agreed. “We didn’t have one! Maybe that’s why I’m like this.”
“Like what?” Celine asked curiously.
“Bad with men! Always picking the wrong guy!” She gritted her teeth and added, “And apparently bad with flirting. I never got to experience what all the other girls our age did. We were always so busy crushing on the unattainables that we never got to perfect our relationship skills with actual human boys.”
Celine laughed. “Oh, I must have missed the part where we dated aliens.”
Ruthie rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean! All the other girls graduated from their ‘dating training wheels’ in high school, but we were still using helmets and kneepads in college. I blame our social awkwardness, myself.”
“None of that stuff matters,” Celine argued. “Just because we were…um, inexperienced during high school does not automatically sentence us to a bad love life. I mean, look at me! I landed Noah and he’s the perfect guy. It didn’t matter that I was such a late bloomer. You don’t need to learn how to be great in a relationship. When you’re with the right guy, you’ll know exactly what to do.”
Ruthie sighed, “You’re saying it will come easy? Just like that? Maybe it will never be as easy for me as it is for you.”
“It will never be easy!” Celine laughed, causing Ruthie to frown a bit. “All relationships require work, but the thing is when you have the right person there beside you that work seems more like play. You have a teammate on your side. You both work towards the same goal and after a while, the work doesn’t seem so bad anymore.”
“I guess,” Ruthie said doubtfully. “I’m just saying, maybe if we were able to mess up and make love life mistakes back in high school we would have fared a lot better.”
“No, I disagree. I’m happy my love life went the way it did. If it didn’t, I may never have met Noah.”
“Even if it meant hooking up with Brian?” Ruthie teased.
Celine scowled. “Yeah, like that would ever have happened. Did you know how mad I was that my first kiss was with Chad and not with Brian? Still cringe thinking about it,” she shuddered.
“Eh, Chad was cute,” Ruthie replied.
“He ignored me after homecoming! Kiss ’em and leave ’em. Guess that’s what his motto was.” Celine bit her lip in thought. “Anyway, it’s fine. Chad, Brian, whoever—I ended up with Noah and I am more than happy about that.”
“Yeah, I guess things ended up the way they were supposed to. Fate and all that.”
“Precisely!” Celine agreed.
Ruthie smiled as another distant memory resurfaced. “Did you know that Brian was actually worried about you after the dance?”
Celine perked up. “Are you serious?”
Nodding, Ruthie answered, “Yeah, he asked me about you the next day. He heard Chad talking about your kiss, I guess. He even put him in his place.”
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about this?” Celine wondered. Uninvited butterflies appeared in her stomach and guiltily Celine pushed them away. She cleared her throat. “That was pretty nice of him. It’s just weird he never asked me about it. I thought we were all friends.”
“Guess he didn’t want to embarrass you.” Ruthie shrugged her shoulders.
“Ugh,” Celine groaned. “Did everyone at Palo Rio High know that Chad was my first kiss?”
Ruthie nodded seriously, “Pretty much.”
Celine grimaced. “Well, this conversation has been