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JoThe weekend passed in no time and before I knew it, I had to get ready for the Plaza party. I would’ve been more excited if I wasn’t so nervous to see Ellie again. How would I feel the next time I saw her? Would I still get that strange flutter in my stomach? Would she notice I was looking differently at her?
No, I couldn’t think like that. I was going to act like normal, be normal, and then everything would be fine. Nothing was going to change, something that was both a relief and painful.
I agonised over all this for the past few days and now it was finally the day of the party. Ellie was five minutes away from picking me up so we could go for dinner and then start drinking at her place.
I could still cancel. I could lie, tell her I wasn’t feeling well, and just skip the whole t
