in Pennsylvania
March 19th, 2002
I went through the day worried. All I heard were, "Who are you going to the dance with?" or "You would not believe who I'm going to the dance with!" This seemed a lot bigger than the problems I had had just a few weeks ago. Something about being called alien bothered me. Like that was a big deal now! Now all I worried about was the big dance. It was my first at the new school, and everyone knew dances were the place to see, and be seen. I wanted to do both so desperately.
I must have looked weird at lunch. All I did was stare at the back of Johnny's head. Perfect black hair. Fiona and Aimee were a little worried about me, I think.
I had to figure out something. I knew that I had to go with Johnny. But how would I EVER get him to go with me?
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