Aiden
I walk through my new school even though it's not really new anymore. I've been here now for three months and I'm still trying to find my way and find a place I belong. After seeing Dylan at the beach on his competition day I knew that I needed time and space to work through my feelings and why I did what I did to him. Moving schools was the easiest and first thing I did. It was tough coming in in the middle of a school year but I like it here. I haven't made many friends yet and tend to spend a lot of time alone but I'm not worried. The hardest part was finding a new beach and new places to surf. Dylan has been killing it on the competition scene and I've followed his progress through social media and watching whenever I could in person. He seems happy and doesn't hide that he's gay anymore. I wish I could say the same but I'm still not sure how I feel about it all. I miss him so much.
As I head towards the tree I usually sit under for lunch my phone rings. Looking at the screen my heart jumps and I can't believe the name I see on it. Did I conjure him up?
His name stays there as my phone rings and rings. Am I ready to talk to him? Without thinking it through properly I push the button.
"Dylan?"

Dylan
Holy fuck, he answered! Shit, what do I say? I didn't actually think he'd answer.
" Uh yeah. Hey."
Brilliant, Dylan, brilliant.
"What's up?" He sounds cool and slightly disinterested which hurts more than I thought it would.
"Nothing, man, just you know, wanted to catch up. It's been ages." Was that desperate? Did I sound needy?
"Didn't think you'd want to, to be honest. But hey, you’re doing awesome on the circuit, dude. Like so good. That last comp? Man, I thought you had it for sure."
My mouth dropped open at that statement.
"You watched?"
"Yeah drove over and watched the whole thing. Caught up with a couple of the guys."
"Oh, I didn't know." Obviously. Why didn't the guys tell me?
The silence dragged on for a minute before I started to speak again.
"Why'd you change schools and beach? I thought we were good?"
I could still feel the pain and confusion the day I found out he'd left. I know he thought what he'd done was bad and yeah, it was at the time, but we could have worked through it.
We could have gone back to being friends.