I'm so restless I can't stand myself. It kills me how I was just fine in the midst of the constant weirdness of the last couple months, and now nothing seems to be like it should be. I wonder if it's senioritis? Finals are starting up, and I'm exempt from everything except Trig. Go figure. My brain just doesn't work that way. And then Prom,
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Belatedly, I respond to her teasing. "I am SO not hormonal all the time!"
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"I kinda have to be secretive since my boyfriend's so much older than I am," I tell her. I glance down at my feet as if they're way interesting. "Can I ask you something?"
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Her serious tone keeps me from going on with that train of thought. "Sure. Anything, you know that."
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I glance at her. "It's no big if you don't want to. I can come up with something else."
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I shift my backpack again. "He said he has a surprise for me."
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