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It’s been days since Thanksgiving. I still have not talked to Chris. I guess we’re avoiding each other. But I have to get to the bottom of this.

            “Hello?” Chris picked up.

            “Hey, are you busy?”

            “No.”

            “Can you meet me outside?”

            “Um…Yeah. I’ll be out there in ten minutes.”

I grabbed my sneakers and jacket. I darted down the stairs and yelled to my mom where I was going. “Be careful. It’s getting dark.”

I sat on the pavement until he showed up.

            “Hey stranger.” I tucked my hands in my hoodie with my hood on.

            “Hey.” Chris let out a sigh.

            “Where have you been?”

            “School, home.”

            “I don’t want our friendship to end just because you made a mistake. Okay?” I rushed out.

            “I don’t either. I don’t know what happened, and I want you to forget it. Okay?” He clenched his palms.

I can see how stressed he is. I touched his hand, loosening his palm.

            “Already forgotten. Now that that’s settled, tomorrow we’re going to a party.”

            “Oh, I don’t know.”

            “Please?” I put on my puppy dog eyes and pushed out my lip.

            “Okay. Okay. Where? What time?

            “I’m not sure. Drew will pick us up around seven.”

            “Oh, great! Drew.”

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What should I wear? I don’t want to be underdressed or over. I pulled through my closet, tugging on dresses and skirts. Maybe a black dress. I grabbed my black dress. It was perfect. Simple and pretty. I just don’t like how it is skin tight. It hugs my body. However I am running out of time and options. I took the dress off the hanger and stepped into it. I flat ironed my hair and threw on some bracelets. I heard a honk outside. I ran to the window. Drew is parked downstairs. I put on my coat zipping it up all the way.

            “Hi. Oh, we have to wait for someone.” I pulled the car door handle.

            “You invited someone?”

            “You didn’t say I couldn’t.”

I clicked my seatbelt. I looked in the rear view mirror.

            “Here he comes now.” I point.

            “He?”

            “Hey Chris. Just hop in the back.” I unlocked the door.

            “Um, hey man.” Drew looked at his mirror to get a view of Chris in the back.

            “Sup.”

We finally pulled up to the party. It looked like a lot of people. A lot of guys. They seemed out of control. We got out the car and walked in. The music blasted filling my ears with sound waves. We had to push through a lot of people just to get to an area to sit. Most of the people were dancing, so there were some free spots. Once we found a spot I started to unzip my jacket. I didn’t want anyone to see me take it off, it feels weird. I slowly unzipped it pulling one arm out then the other.

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