My head is pounding, and it is not an exaggeration.

Priscilla doesn't seem to notice how I'm feeling because she keeps going on and on about how her last date with George was weeks ago and how she thinks there's another girl in the picture.

I have to bite my tongue to keep from telling her to just shut up and let me be. But I know how terrible that would end up, besides she's only a teenager and all these teenagers care about are boys.

I try to be patient and listen to her, but it's hard. She is talkikg too fast and clearly she's worked up about this whole thing. I know how into George she is so I can understand her a bit.

I take a deep breath and try to find a way to calm her down. "I understand where you're coming from but what makes you so sure George is interested in someone else? I, we actually, both know George is too much of a good boy to cheat on you"

She shakes her head "you clearly don't understand" she's talking to herself but i hear her "He has been distant and anytime i try to involve him in a conversation or suggest we go out he just makes up a stupid excuse, almost as if he's ignoring me. It's obvious that he's not interested in me anymore, or maybe he was never intrested in me. There's someone else!" She's practically shouting at this point, and I'm starting to worry she'll kill me if she goes on at this rate. I feel like I'm getting a second headache just by listening to her!

"Calm down" i put my hand on her shoulder, trying to be supportive

She crosses her arms and sends me a look that can kill me faster than this headache "You're not taking this seriously! Aren't you supposed to be on my side!" She starts to stomp out of the room, but I call out to her because I know she is really going to deep this issue if I don't indulge her now.

"I am on your side" I say matter of factly, causing her to stop and face me. "I just want you to think this through before you make any assumptions. You could be wrong, and then all of these would have just been a total waste" I try to explain

Her eyes are brimming with tears. "I just don't know what to do. I really like him"
I feel a pang of sympathy for her. She's young and vulnerable, and I can only imagine how hard it is for her to navigate her relationship at this stage.

I try to sound reassuring "Look, I know it's hard, but I think the best thing you can do is talk to him."

She looks at me, her eyes still watery, but she nods slowly. "Okay," she says in a small voice. "I'll talk to him. But I'm scared of what he'll say."

I reach out and give her a hug. "It's okay to be scared. But you're not a child anymore and sometimes as adults you need to make certain decisions" I see her brighten up a bit at the mention of her being an adult and I smile.

"Thank you," she tells me "I don't know what I'd do without you."

I smile and say, "You will always have me at your corner, forever and ever, okay?"

"It's such a shame you're not my real mum" she jokes and unlike the other times I don't correct her, I just smile back at her also wishing we didnt have such a terrible mother.