What would you do if a Walkman landed at your door with instructions of a quest you must follow to reveal your secret admirer?
What if you didn't have the ability to connect and communicate with the world around you?
What if love came wrapped up in...
I meet up with Carter early that morning. It's cold and foggy out. I stand outside his house. I feel bad... kinda. I just want this over with, honestly. I feel dread, though. He comes out all wrapped up. We just stare at each other.
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"I have something to tell you," I say. "I think that... that... that we should -"
"Be my girlfriend," Carter exclaims.
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I gasp so hard there's no air left in my body. Huh? What planet, in what universe, would that ever make sense? I can't speak, the words don't form. If they do, they won't be nice ones.
"Yeah, but look Francis, I gotta go right now. I need to get a phone call I'm waiting on." He rushes off before I realize it's all actually happening. And damn it, he's gone.
I walk back home. Gosh, this is frustrating. I didn't do it, now I have to do it all over again. I'm exhausted thinking about it. And I miss Dubby. He always knows what to do, what to say. We need an intervention for our friendship.
I just hang out in my room all day, drifting thoughts between Carter, Jules, and Dubby. I feel stressed about it and I don't know what to do. No one texts me. I'm just waiting for things to work out. But things don't work out just sitting in your bed eating cookies.
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By late afternoon, I can't take it anymore. I need to fix this. All of this. So I pull myself together and go back to Carter's house. Why would he want me to be his girlfriend? We have nothing in common. Like nothing. Except he's a person and so am I, with eyes and arms and whatnot.
