“There is a reason why romance novel are so popular,” the professor said.
“Yeah, because women enjoy reading fantasy wishing that stuff like that happened in real life,” Keara said. Everyone turned to look at her and her best friend Dinah snickered beside her.
“Well, it seems that Miss. Mathews is up for a debate today.”
“Not really, just stating my opinion,” Keara said quickly. The last thing she wanted was to get into a debate in class. Again. Everyone already called her argumentative and her adviser had challenged her to try to not be. If a debate started she would already be failing and she hated failing at anything.
“Nonsense. I’m sure that their is someone who disagrees with you and wouldn’t mind giving us their opinion,” the professor egged on.
Keara closed her eyes and prayed that everyone remained silent. Her prayers went unanswered when he spoke. Nyle Smith. The person who most of her debates seemed to happen with. it seemed that he always had something to say in opposition to something she muttered.
“I don’t think women read them because of the fantasy of them. I think women read them for the message.”
“And what is the message Mr. Smith?”
“the message that true love exists,” Nyle said.
“And if you read this you too can find love when the next billionaire approaches,” Keara said.
“So much for not being argumentative,” Dinah whispered.
“This coming from our resident billionaire,” Nyle stated.
“I’m not a billionaire. We’re barely in the low millions.”
“Whatever,” he said. “You can’t tell me that you don’t read romance novels, as cheesy as they can be, and not feel a sense of hope that there is true love out there and that there is someone for everyone.”
“No. First, I don’t read romance novels, unless they’re assigned,” she smiled at the professor. “Second, I live is the real world . My feet are firmly planted down here on earth. But clearly you do. Tell us Nyle. Who is this girl?” She turned in her seat to face him.
“That’s for me to know,” he said and winked at her. Keara rolled her eyes and turned back in her seat. “Your parents divorce must have been hard on you.”
“My parents are happily married, I’ll have you know and they didn’t fall in love in a day. It took time and they work at their marriage everyday. It’s not all flowers and picnics like these books would have you believe. That is why women end up being so screwed. A guy winks at them and suddenly they tell themselves that that it must be love because the last guy didn’t make them blush, so that has to mean that this new guy is their soulmate.
“Then when the relationship blows up in their face, they stuck lying in bed eating tubs of ice cream crying about how they will never find love again because they lost their soulmate. Love does come after one look. It’s not real. Love is something you build towards.”
“I beg to differ. I’m getting married soon and we’ve only been together for six months and I know he’s my soulmate,” Dinah said.
“Yeah, well I know a good divorce attorney when you need him,” Keara said before she could stop herself. She quickly cursed herself and turned to Dinah to apologize.
“Anyway he can help me divorce you and this friendship?”
Keara could see how hurt Dinah was by her comment. When Dinah had come to her to ask her to be her maid of honor, she had wanted to tell her right then and there that she was crazy. She couldn’t marry a guy that she had just met, but she kept her mouth closed. Keara’s father was the top divorce attorney in the state and he had been telling her since she was a child about all of the couples he had to deal with on account of they rushed into marriages thinking it was true love.
She didn’t want that for her best friend but when Dinah Harris made up her mind about something, it was nearly impossible to get her to change it.
“Alright class. That’s all we have for today. Enjoy your break.”
Everyone gathered up their things and filed out of the room. Keara tried to get Dinah’s attention but she was currently ignoring her. She couldn’t do it forever because they would soon be in Vegas for her bachelorette weekend.
“You really fucked that up.”
“Bite me Nyle.”
“Tell me when and where,” he smirked.
“Gosh.” She rolled her eyes and walked away from him.
She made it back to her dorm room and finished her last minute packing. Keara wasn’t happy about Dinah marrying so soon but she was so ready for the weekend. She needed to blow off some steam. Working to keep her grads at a 4.0 or higher was draining her. As long as she kept her grades up her parents allowed her to continue towards her liberal arts degree. If they dropped, she would have to transfer to pre-law or business. One would think that they wouldn’t be able to get her to change majors her third year in, but her parents could do just about anything.
Keara sat all of her bags on her bed and went to find her adviser.
“How did it go in class today?” she asked when Keara was seated across from her in the cafeteria.
“I don’t understand why it’s so important that I not argue with people of voice my opinion.” That was a lie. She knew why it was important. That was why she sought out a communications major to be her adviser. She had to try to learn to control her mouth because her parents were getting pretty tired of her speaking her mind.
“So tell me what happened.”
Keara recounted what occurred in her Lit class to her adviser. They both agreed that she had been pushed into the debate. However she was advised that she could have shown a bit more tact and that she did not have to engage so fully in the discussion.
Keara left her adviser and jumped into her BMW, driving to her parents house. She found them both on the terrace having a late lunch.
“Mommy, daddy.” She placed a quick kiss on her fathers cheek and an air kiss on her mothers so that she didn’t smudge her makeup.
“What brings you by Keara,” her mother asked looking up from the magazine she was reading.
“I thought I would come see you guys before I left for Vegas.”
“Oh, I don’t understand why you are choosing to go to that place,” her mother said in disgust.
“I didn’t choose to go, it’s where Dinah is having her bachelorette weekend and what did Vegas ever do to you?”
“Watch you tone.”
“That Dinah is rushing into that marriage and it is only going to end in divorce,” her father said.
“I know daddy, but she thinks she’s in love.”
“You should really talk to her.”
“You know how stubborn Dinah is. If I tell her I think she’s making a mistake, she’ll disown me.”
“Well, I’ll represent her in her divorce. I’ll even do it for free because she’s like my own daughter.”
Keara shook her head and laughed. She had basically said the same thing in class and that had afforded her the silent treatment from her best friend. There wouldn’t be much for them to split because they were two colleges students but he would make sure that she got out quickly and smoothly.
When it happened, Keara wouldn’t even say ‘I told you so’, her parents on the other hand would likely go on a tangent about how they knew the marriage wouldn’t last.
For Dinah’s sake she almost prayed that they stayed married forever. No one should have to listen to a lawyer and the most successful business women in the tristate area, recount everything that you did wrong.
Keara’s phone beeped and she took it out to see that she had a new message from Dinah. The silent treatment was over. Keara said goodbye to her parents and raced back to the dorm. She collected her things and followed Dinah down to the car. They drove to the airport.
Dinah went on and on about how much fun they were going to have. They were going to meet up with her finance and his best friend. Unfortunately for Keara the two had decided to forgo a traditional bachelor/bachelorette party and decided to choose a week to go to Vegas and spend their time together. With their maid of honor and best man. It was turning out to be a couples weekend and Keara had yet to even meet the best man. In fact she knew little about Dinah’s finance, so it was no surprise that she didn’t know who his best friend was.
Keara had sprung for first class tickets, so they boarded the plane and slept during the ride to Las Vegas. When they arrived at the hotel and checked in, Keara took her key card and turned to go up to her room.
“I have to tell you something,” Dinah said in a rush.
“what is it?”
“I never told you who Avi’s best man was>” Dinah looked like she was afraid to continue.
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t really care who he is.” It was the truth. Keara could care less to know who this guy was.
“But you’re gonna want to,” Dinah said.
“Well if it isn’t my favorite person.” Him.
Keara looked past Dinah and saw Avi walking towards us. Nyle was at his side dragging his luggage. Keara turned to look at Dinah, steam coming out of her ears.
“Sorry,” Dinah said sweetly.
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