There was a thinly veiled time limit on relationships where you can go back and ask the person certain questions. Things like: why did we end, why did said person cheat, can we ever be together again down the road? It had been a few weeks now since Daniel and I broke up and Chloe, Jodie and I were trying to figure out what the statute of limitations was on my relationship with Daniel, and whether I could ask about certain things Jade had told me.
“I think it should only be a week or two that you can ask anything,” Jodie said. “After that is pushing it.”
“I don’t know,” Chloe shrugged, “this happens to be important. It’s something that occurred during a big part of their relationship, it’s not her fault that she’s finding out now; she has a right to know.”
“I didn’t say she didn’t have the right,” Jodie said. “I just think it’s too late now, for any questions or concerns. What’s done is done.”
With just those heavy last words, the gavel was laid down onto the sounding block, and neither Chloe nor I could find out different reasons to urge communication between exes.
“On to other news then,” I said. “What would you guys say about me moving to New York?”
The girls stared at me for a long moment, and I had wondered if they went into shock or not. Did they hear me? They seriously hadn’t moved an inch and it was unnerving.
“For a visit you mean?” Jodie asked.
I shook my head. “To live and work.”
“But you have a life here,” Chloe said. “Why would you want to move to New York?”
I scratched an itch on my nose and then leaned back onto the dining table chairs we were sitting on. “I figured it’d be a good opportunity for me. Experience something new. Hey, that’s what the new me would do, right? Move straight on to another state?”
“What about your family? Your friends? Your work? Everything,” Jodie said.
“I’d be visiting everyone as often as I can and I’ll get new work obviously.”
Chloe shook her head. “It’s because of Daniel isn’t it? You want to be closer to him and give it another shot.”
I sighed, a little frustrated that she would think I’d move for that reason. If Daniel and I hadn’t broken up I’d understand, and my move would almost seem natural; but because we weren’t together, a move for an ex sounded more pathetic than chivalrous.
“No,” I said, “that’s not it. I’m just thinking about it that’s all.”
“What brought this on?” Chloe asked.
“Will was asking me about what I wanted to do and he said that he had a few contacts in New York and L.A.”
Both of their faces brightened and relaxed into smiles.
“Perfect,” Jodie said, “just go with the L.A. contacts and you won’t have to move.”
I smiled and nodded. It would be difficult to convince the girls that I wanted to try for New York, and I know I shouldn’t be factoring friends in my decisions, but these were my best friends. I don’t have any sisters (only one brother, who happens to live in New York) so these girls were the closest thing I had to sisters in L.A. How could I even convince myself to leave my family?
Before coming into work today I had done what Will asked me and emailed him a folio of my work. I also brought in a hardcopy just in case; however, it seemed awfully weird that I was fishing for another job at my current workplace. It would be so awkward if someone found out, I’d tell you that much.
“Come in,” Will said once I knocked on his office door, “take a seat.”
It was always at the beginning of our meeting that I felt a little weird. This man had his fingers rolling around inside of me, so it only seemed natural that I blush at every turn. As we went on though, he was courteous and professional, which made me become courteous and professional. It wasn’t that he was pretending to forget the whole scenario even happened; but, for the sake of our own sanity, I think he was just going easy.
“What did you think of my folio?” I asked.
Will nodded, smiling. “You have some good stuff I got to say. You can write both creatively and professionally, which is great. I’ll need more samples of your editing skills, but other than that, I’ve got a few editors lined up that I’ve contacted. I’ll give you their details once you send me more editing samples and we make the folio look a little more aesthetically pleasing. Plus resume and cover letter.”
I let out a huff of air and slouched in my seat. If all this talk about what I had to do was already making me feel tired, I wondered how it’d make me feel once I actually get to it.
“Sounds like it’ll be a lot of work before I can get anywhere.”
Will lifted his shoulders and then dropped them. “Hey, if you want to be somebody, and if you want to go somewhere, you better wake up and pay attention, because first impressions are everything.”
I narrowed my eyes in thought and then grinned. “Isn’t that line from the sequel to Sister Act?”
For the first time ever, colour had risen to the surface of his cheeks as I witnessed Will blushing. It was actually kind of cute.
“A movie buff, huh?” Will asked.
I nodded. “I like to pride myself on knowing good movies.”
“Then you know Casablanca?”
Oh crap! That’s the one movie that I know I should watch but haven’t. And every person I tell that to gives me the cold shoulder or the O-shaped mouth of shock.
“Nope,” I said in a tiny voice, looking down in embarrassment.
“Well then I’m sure at least you’ve seen The Lion King.”
I kept my head down, peeking up through my lashes. The fact that I have never seen The Lion King was more shocking to those who knew compared to Casablanca.
“Well then you should come over to my place and watch them with me,” Will said. “Everyone should see Casablanca and The Lion King, I’m actually doing a favour for humanity.”
“So it’s almost like a public service?”
Will grinned. “Exactly.”
“Well, if it’s for the good of the public,” I said, “then I think I should take it into consideration.”
“Take dinner into consideration as well,” Will added. “I think Humphrey Bogart would have wanted people to watch his movie with a full stomach.”
I smiled and then nodded. “I’d like that.”
“Umm, before you go,” Will said as I stood. He stood as well. “I wanted to ask if you’d like to spend the fourth with me and some friends of mine? We usually go off into the Hamptons but this year we’re just going to have a nice barbeque at a home.”
My smile grew wider as he offered me all these days and nights to spend together. Will was a great guy, a sweet guy, and he never once made me feel inferior. I’d be a fool not to spend some time with him.
I nodded. “Yeah, I’d like that too.”
We shared a dopy smile, then Will pretended to be all bossy, straightening up his tie and addressing me as if I were another bee to the cause. “Now get back to work.”
I stood up straighter and then saluted. “Yes, sir.”
That broke Will’s bossy front, and he laughed. I joined him, and began walking out of his office, feeling like a giddy little girl excited for what’s to come.