Me Myself And I (Part 3)

"So what did you want to tell me?" Lucy said, on her Blackberry, chatting to her friends via BBM that were twenty feet away. We were in a small corner so it was pretty private, even though there were plasters on the floor and chewing gum stuck on the walls. Lucy's eyes were still glued to her phone screen so I took it off her.
"Oi! I was messaging just then, why'd you take it?" she cried, sounding really annoyed.
"I want to speak to you, please?" I moaned.
"Fine. What's so important?"
"Miles... He... He..."
"Who's Miles?" she wondered, looking at her nails.
"Miles, my boyfriend? Well, my ex... He dumped me for April!"
"Oh, Jo... Come here," She whispered sympathetically, inviting me for a hug. I hugged her and as we separated, she smiled.
"April is a pile of crap, forget her."
"Thanks. I really needed some comfort."
"That's ok. Can I have my phone back please?"
I handed her phone to her and smiled sadly. "Thanks. Don't worry, you don't need him! Meet you in Geography, yeah?" Lucy replied, now looking at her phone again.
"Sure,"
Not all the greatest advice I wanted.