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is as if she is reading my mind.
    “I told Larry that as a single mother I wasn’t interested in casual dating.  We’ve been dating for two months now; he is very nice.  He really cares about me and wants to help us.”  I give her a hard stare. “Don’t look at me like that, Sophia. I have a good thing going on with Larry and I don’t need you ruining it for me.”
    “I will believe it when I see it.  What if you two break up; then what, are we going to pick up move again?”  Why am I the only one that thinks of these details? I scoot away from the table and plop my dishes in the dishwasher before getting dressed.  I throw on sweatpants and t-shirt that says ‘Hot girls read books’ before heading out the door.  I pull my phone out and text Heidi.
    S: You will never guess what happened. ..
    Angie strikes again; she is dating our landlord.
    I lean down to check my phone several times on the walk to school.  I still don’t have a reply from Heidi.  Shocker.We’ve texted and talked less and less over the summer; our last conversation was cut short because Matt was over, watching a movie.  Funny how things change; we used to be so close.  I guess she let Mall fill the space that happened when I left and she is busy trying to have a life. 
    This really sucks; even Angie has somebody, and seems genuinely happy this time, which is something new for her. I hope she isn’t playing one of her weird games with him to get our rent discounted or we will definitely be moving again.  I shudder at the thought of that. 
    The walk to the high school gives me plenty of time to clear my head.  I realize it’s not Heidi’s fault that we haven’t talked as much; sometimes life does get in the way.  I don’t have to stubbornly wait for her to contact me first either.  I spent the rest of my walk wallowing in self-pity, wishing there was somebody for me. Heidi is the greatest friend I have ever had and I know I will never be as close to anyone else.
    The corner of Jaguar Lane and 10th street comes before I know it. I turn the corner and make my way down the block to the high school where a huge stone Jaguar decorates the front lawn.  I’ve never been in a school this huge; it takes up an entire street. There are two large buildings on either end and a smaller one situated between them.  I stop and look at the sign for the directions to the main office building.On the way, I notice the trees are all covered with toilet paper.  Weird.  There are football flyers posted all over the front windows.  I go over and tear one of the flyers off the toilet papered tree.  It has a picture of a really cute guy and a heart with the letters QB.  I hope that this isn’t one of those places were sweaty guys chasing around a ball for sport matters more than education.  I really need to stick to my academic schedule to make my life dreams come true.
    In front of the walkway is a small wooden sign that indicates the location of the Main Office and Visitor Registration. The anxiety I feel about a new school, friends, and class just doubled then multiplied by 100.  I see the sign on the door that reads pre-registration closed until first day of school.  “What did I ever do to you?” I say, looking up at the sky.  I had taken religious studies last year and learned about God, Buddha, and atheists.  I like to believe that someone or something is looking out for me.  I just wish they would hurry up and do it already.
    Instead of walking directly home, I decide to explore my new surroundings.  The local library is only two blocks away from the high school, which is convenient for me.  At least today isn’t a total waste, I get a new library card, some College Level Examination Program (CLEP) test prep books, and that new young adult romance book all my friends are talking about back home.  I am so excited that the library offered CLEP exams.  If I study hard and pass, I can test out of 200 credit hours of college