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a muumuu, and standing in a parking lot with my crazy, hysterical aunt and best friend—and I had to be to school in twenty minutes. The absurdity of it all was just funny.
    “Let’s go!” I said. “We still have to drop off Opal back at home, and I’m going back home to change ’cause there is no way in holy hell that I’m going to class with this thing on. I’ll take the late mark.”
    “That ther’ was high fashion in my day, chile,” said Opal as she pursed her lips as if I didn’t appreciate fashion, which clearly, I didn’t.
    By the time I got to school, I had missed thirty minutes of my first class and the professor gave me the “Really, you’re late for the first day of class?” look, which I tried to ignore as I slid into an empty seat in the back. I considered myself a “professional student,” since I hadn’t yet stuck with one major. Currently, it was journalism, since I like to write, so the class I was in now was creative writing. Last semester, I thought I wanted to be a nurse until I saw all the math I would have to do—forget that! I’m horrible with numbers, and doing math made me feel like Forrest Gump. Truth was, I didn’t know what I wanted to do, but I was only twenty-two and I had time, right?  
    I sat through the class and listened to the professor give the syllabus for what was to come during the semester and what was expected of us. Great, we have to write a five-thousand-word creative writing paper at the end of the course on how we changed. Really? Just then my phone buzzed with a text. Thank god I remembered to put it on vibrate before class.
    Sissy!
    What A?
    I <3 my Class!
    Can U B any louder by text?
    Omg YES!!!!!
    I’m in class. Point?
    Mom wants 2 do lunch
    OK I’m free @ 130
    Me 2, well 135
    OK meet by oak tree
    Kk, MUMU girl lol
    WTF! How do u know that?!
    Lol I just do. Bye
    I swear, news got around in this town like the town slut. I’m sure someone had told my mom and then my mom told Aria, or someone had told Aria and Aria told my mom. Either way, bigmouth townspeople. Not that it was a secret, but it was embarrassing, to say the least. I texted Tina.
    So I’m MUMU girl now?
    As opposed to ho?
    Not funny. MUMU really?
    Relax only old people know what a MUMU is ne ways
    Hello! This town is old people!
    Oh Get over it Mu. I mean Day
    F U!
    U kiss ur mom w/that mouth?
    I put my phone away. It would go on if I let it. My class let out, and I went on to the next few classes while running into a few other friends I had made during my first semester and playing catch-up. Each one had given me a knowing look that said they knew the muumuu story. Great, it was all over town. No way to live that down but to own it. So when another one of my high school–turned-college mates approached me with the knowing “muumuu girl” look, I let it all out.
    “Okay, yes, I had a big flowery muumuu on this morning in the parking lot of SGAC. Would the whole town just get over it already? It’s not national news!” I huffed.
    “Whoa there, sister,” said Riley Williams, hands held up with palms facing me as if he was warding off my attack. “I just came to see how your break was, Dacey. I hadn’t heard anything about a muumuu and SGAC.”
    “Oh. Well, now I feel bad, Riley. I’m sorry. It’s just the whole town has been staring at me like it was a crime to wear a muumuu to an animal clinic or something.”
    “Nah, I’m kidding. I totally knew about the muumuu, but that’s not why I came over here,” he said with a smile.
    “Riley, I could face-punch you, but I won’t,” I laughed. I had known Riley like most kids in this town since birth, but unlike most kids in this town, Riley was a friend, and I didn’t have a lot of those. Not because I didn’t want friends, but people just didn’t know how to take me. Most of the time they didn’t know if I was being funny or bitchy or sarcastic, and in truth, I couldn’t tell you which one I was being. But Riley kind of