Throw the Cap, Keep the Boy
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He looked at me weird. "Why do you look so nervous?"
"Because I am. It isn't just, grabbing a diploma and shaking a hand. There's walking and a million steps involved too...."
"Yeah, I can see how twenty feet and three steps can be scary."
When I cut him a look, he rested his hands on my shoulders. "I'm kidding. Look, you only get one more chance to walk down an aisle in a white dress after this. You wouldn't want to embarrass yourself this time and have to face me the next time you walk, would you?"
I gazed at him. "Was that supposed to be a marriage proposal or something?"
"Who knows. Now, go graduate," he smirked, pushing me ahead slightly.
How did I end up with this boy? Never in a million years did I think it was possible...
But here I was, falling so fast and hard for this guy, it was crazy.
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