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to really show interest in me in years, but I was still nervous that I was reading too much into it all. While other girls in my high school went on dates and flirted with guys, I sat at home reading books. Thanks to my lack of a social life, I felt years behind everyone else. Now, with Steven sitting so close to me each day I found myself desperate to catch up fast.
                  “So, what do you say?” Steven asked as we packed up our bags when class finally ended. “Do you want to get together tonight and study?”
                  “Sounds like a plan,” I responded, trying to sound casual. “Where should we meet?”
                  “Well, my roommate usually goes to bed around 9, so unless we plan to be done by then, we could meet at your place,” Steven suggested. I turned and put my notebook back into my backpack to hide the blush on my face.
                  “Yeah, that could work.” I shrugged, finally turning to face him as we walked out of our lecture hall. It was a miracle I did not trip and fall on my face thanks to the sudden nervousness in my stomach.
                  As we decided on the best time to meet, I couldn’t help but feel like things were finally going my way. Not only was I spending time with Steven, I did a decent job of not acting like a total loser. I had a feeling if he knew that the last guy I kissed was as part of a dare at Tiffany Gooding’s 7th grade birthday party, he wouldn’t stop laughing for a month.
    Pushing the awkward middle school memory from my mind, I could not help but smile as I walked across campus to my next class. Between Steven, the fall air, and the caffeine I felt running through my body, I felt more awake and alive than I had in a while. Choosing a school in Michigan was proving to be a better and better plan all the time.
                 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

     
    After two hours of studying my brain felt like it was going to melt. The only consolation was that the more frustrated I got, the more encouraging Steven became.
    “I think we need a snack break,” Steven announced, reaching into his bag and pulling out two cans of Surge and a bag of Doritos 3D.
    “You are the best!” I laughed, gladly accepting one of the cans. “I can’t believe you’ve had these the whole time and didn’t tell me sooner.”
    “It’s a reward for getting through so much study time,” he grinned, opening the chips and setting them on the floor between us.
    “Worth the wait at least,” I smiled, grabbing some snacks from the bag.
    Sliding my notes and book away from me I stretched out my legs and leaned back against my bed. I was feeling much better about the test, but at the same time did not want Steven to leave so soon.
    “So do you miss Ohio?” Steven asked while we snacked. We had chatted some about our high school experiences before and after class, but never had much time since we were always rushing to or coming from other classes.
    “A little bit,” I said honestly. “I’m really close with my parents, so being so far from home is a little tough to get used to.”
    “What about your friends back home?” he asked, tossing a chip into the air before catching it in his mouth.
    “Not really,” I admitted. “I didn’t really leave a lot of friends behind. I did my own thing in high school.”
    Staring at the can of pop in my hand, I felt bad for not telling Steven more. I felt like this would be a perfect chance to open up to him, but how could I tell him my best friend was a suspected murderer that was still at large? He would likely never talk to me again if he knew the only people I hung out with over the last few months were my parents. Maybe facts like that would be better saved for later. Like a few years down the road even. Or when we were 80.
    “Who’s that then?” Steven pointed