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blew the hair out of my face and stuffed the phone into my back pocket. No. I wasn’t ready to commit to even that. It was enough to bask in my current lightness of my heart. I promised myself I wouldn’t think about Sachi soon. Later.

Chapter 12
    Finals
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    Friday was busy. The weekend was a wild rush because there was so much I wanted to do before I left America.  I hadn’t played pool yet! How could I leave without trying that? And the movies!! We had to go to the movies again. Of course there are movie theaters in Japan but they are so expensive. Plus, the movies all seem to be sad stories about pets or heroes fighting rubber monsters. I’m not even kidding. 
    So, yes, I put off making a decision about Sachi. By Monday night I realized I had to call her right away but…I still hadn’t thought about whether I want to be her friend or acquaintance or friend with benefits. I panicked and pigged out on pizza instead. On Tuesday morning I decided it was too late. I had left it too long and now it would be just weird to apologize for something that happened last week. It phone call wouldn’t do at this point. I would have to apologize in person at the next Flirt school meeting. But I had forgotten the next class was final exams.
    Leann and I arrived at class with a few minutes to spare, only to find the folding chairs set out in the hallway and a sign taped to the class room door. It said “Congratulations! Finals are here! Please take a seat until instructed.”
    It felt as though the floor had dropped out from underneath me. I whipped around to look at Leann.
    “Finals?!” I squeaked in horror.
    Leann raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You forgot it was final exams this week? No wonder you weren’t as stressed out as you usually get about tests.”
    My mouth worked and I’m afraid I looked like a fish out of water. “Why- why didn’t you tell me??!”
    “I thought you knew. But hey, don’t get worked up now. It’s not like we actually get credits for this class.”
    “Don’t be so casual!! Melanie put her heart into teaching us and we owe her our best effort!”  I was so busy flipping out I hadn’t noticed the rest of the girls filtering in and taking seats.  Until Sachi slid by me. I felt her presence like the charged air before a summer thunderstorm. Was she mad? I wanted to apologize but now there was no time!
    As if to hammer home that point, Melanie burst into the hallway with her signature clap to call our attention. I sat down immediately and tried my best to focus on the task at hand. I’d figure out my personal life later.
    “Girls! It is finally here. Finals! It’s with mixed emotion I give you this last class. You have all done such an incredible job. So let’s work hard one last time and finish off this amazing session of Flirt School. Now for your instruction: for our final exam, you will be working in pairs.” Several girls gasped and tittered. Melanie smiled indulgently before continuing. She did seem to enjoy the showmanship of her role as Flirt School headmistress. “I have a bag full of scrabble letters here. Each of you will pull a letter and the holders of matching letters will do their testing together.”
    I hoped I got Leann and then I changed my mind. She would probably make me laugh too much. Pauline would make a better match. She was serious…studied hard.
    Melanie continued, “You’ll come into the class room, pretend to be strangers and then, using lessons from each week of classes, you will flirt with each other. But don’t worry if you are the kind person who gets nervous mid oral testing. The lessons are listed up in order on the whiteboard and you are welcome to double check them as you go along. Okay? Everyone got it?” We all nodded. “Oh and please don’t talk out here. This wall is paper thin. I’ll pass out the letters now.”
    As I dipped my hand into the letter bag I prayed under my breath. Anyone but Sachi. Please not Sachi.
    “Letters A