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I pulled my black graduation robe over my white floral dress. As I looked at myself in the full length mirror that was sitting against the white wall in the corner of my room, the uneasy feeling in my stomach continued to grow as every moment seemed to tick by slower than the last.
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Danielle was constantly rushing in and out of my bedroom to grab makeup that I had borrowed from her and didn't say a thing to me. The queasy feeling that was in my stomach churned every time I went to approach or say something to her, but instead she walked right past me as if I were invisible.
After what happened Thursday night at the club, I hadn't brought up the Michael situation to her, because I thought that it would do more bad than good for everyone. I also decided to drop it because the thought of it made me want to throw up. Something was off with her, and a part of me knew that she remembered that she had told me. Everyone around me seemed like they were on edge, and I wasn't excluded from the circle. If you even looked at me the wrong way today I would probably snap at you without even realizing it.
I had finally made up my mind about the guys, and I hoped that it was the right one. Finally making a choice felt like my brain was spinning, and every once in a while I would find myself swaying or completely delusional. Chills ran through me every few minutes, and not to mention even though I was freezing, my skin felt like it was on fire.
I smoothed out my gown, and looked at myself and how much I had changed over the last year. I must admit I was stronger than I was in high school, and it was all because of my friends. They had gotten me through everything that had happened this year despite my changing demeanor towards them. I loved them all endlessly, and I hoped that they understood that my speech was about them.
For the tenth time in the last hour, Danielle walked into my room strutting a high pony tail and a light mint-green dress with matching shoes. She didn't look nor acknowledge that I was in the room which finally started to irritate me. She grabbed a lipstick off of my desk that I had previously borrowed before swiftly walking past me, obviously trying to ignore the fact that I existed, before I grabbed her arm in annoyance.
"What is going on with you?"
She looked at me and I could see the anger in her green eyes, but I couldn't seem to figure out why it was there. She yanked her arm away from me before she looked me up and down. Her eyes softened as they layed upon the set of flash cards that held my speech.
"I know that you know, so why haven't you said anything to me about it? If you're going to yell at me don't make me wait for it."
I looked at her and saw that she was being completely serious. I didn't know why I hadn't thought about yelling at her, but I wasn't angry. I was actually strangely calm, and I guess that's what scared her.
"Danielle I'm not going to yell at you. I'm not angry with you or Michael."
She let out a silent and almost unnoticeable breath of relief. Her shoulders relaxed, and her posture became comfortable.
