Messing up

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"So" Mabel said as she sat down beside me. "So" I prompted , raising an eyebrow when she did not continue "So who are you going to the winter formal with?" She asked. "Right now? No one" I told her. It was just three days to the dance, but honestly bigger things have been on my mind. Such as the fact that I would have to leave in a week and a half. And that exams were in a week. And that someone I talk to on a regular basis wants to kill me. You know, the usual high school stuff. "What about Asher?" Mabel demanded, pulling me out of my thoughts. I shrugged. "What about him?" "You guys are not going together?" I shrugged again. "I do not think so, no" "You do not think so" She widened her eyes as she repeated... "I have not asked him, he has not asked me. You have to ask someone t

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