The next morning, Nadia and I are in an intense discussion on which shirt I should wear as I pack up the last of my things.
"Was John the guy with your friend at the hospital?" Nadia asks.
"No, that was Seth."
"Is he as good-looking as Seth?"
Should I tell her the drama? I’m not sure I want to go into it. "Yes."
She snickers. "You better spill what’s going on. It took way too long for you to answer."
"Later."
The doorbell rings, and as Nadia and I go to answer it, a giddy, nervous excitement takes hold of me. I was shocked when my parents told me John was taking us, but thrilled. It put an entirely different spin on the weekend that was already novel.
I open the door, and my heart thuds.
John gives me a small smile. "Surprise."
I giggle and give him a long hug.
Nadia gives me
