supernova

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Over the last few months, Atlas and I have been a rollercoaster.

We've had many tense days. Those normally were days when we got responses from colleges or other due dates. Sometimes we went a couple days without talking to each other or get into petty fights.

Decision Day, May 1st, was three weeks ago and Atlas and I have barely said a word to each other since. It wasn't like we weren't together. We'd walk together in the halls at school, sit together, eat together, and anyone outside of our friend group wouldn't anything wrong with us.

The terrible AP Testing Season ended a week ago and prom is next weekend.

Today is Sunday May 24th. My mom died exactly a year ago, and I've been holed up in her room the entire day. I spent some of it crying, and the other rereading some of the letters I've already opened.

I am not expecting Atlas to come talk to me. It takes two to have a conversation, so I can't blame him for the last three weeks when I haven't made an effort to talk to him either. I don't care how immature I sound, he started it.

I just don't know how where I'm going to college hasn't gotten out to him. I don't know where he's going so it's probably our friends hiding it from us.

Amukta is committed to NYU. She was set on Columbia for a while and then changed her mind last minute. Michael is committed to U of Michigan on a football scholarship. Daniyal is going to Baruch College.

Sophia and Munynyim are doing long distance. Sophia is going to Penn State and Munynyim at Rutgers.

I think that's when Atlas stopped talking to me.

Coincidentally, Reed and Alexa got into the same college. Both of them are going to Hamilton College.

Marion is going to University of Virginia. She moved here from there, so she probably wanted to go back.

Fred is going to William and Mary.

Michelle is going to U of Chicago. None of us are surprised.

Fred and Michelle stop whatever was going on with them around December. No one knows what happened. They were crazy about each other one day and then the next day it was as if they were never anything more than best friends.  It took us a week to catch on, that's how well they played it off.

I'm going to Boston College as a nursing major. After I graduate with a bachelors, I can spend a couple more years and get a license as a Nurse Practitioner. I had a lot of financial aid.

Having dead parents does that.

I hear a knock on the door.

"Amukta, you didn't tell me you were co- oh hey Atlas," My heart rate sped up from nervousness.

"How are you?" he asked. He wasn't asking about today, he was talking about the last three weeks.

"Good," I responded too scared to use the word fine. "How are you?" I asked back.

The small talk made me want to scream.

"I'm committed to a college, you know." I quickly cut him off.

"I'm not talking about that today. Of all the days, you chose today to tell me."

"You never talk to me." His response was quick. Not quick enough to blame me, but still too quick.

"Because I am terrified." Neither of us said anything after that.

He broke the silence.

"For today let's forget about that. I'm sorry I was out all day. My parents both have things and they wanted me to watch Charlie and I couldn't be here today." I cut him off again.