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90 days of different

“I think we both could have found somebody else to go
with,” I said.
“Then there were final exams.”
“So you were too busy studying to break up with me?”
I asked.
“You were too busy studying. You were always studying.”
“And you thought I cared more about school than you?”
Was that it? He felt like he was in second place?
“No, of course not. I knew you had to keep up your marks
to maintain your scholarship offers.”
“So you didn’t break up with me then because you were
being considerate of my marks staying up?” I asked. “Am I
supposed to believe you were doing me a favor by staying
with me?”
He shrugged. “You did ace them. You are going on a full
scholarship.”
I had already accepted an academic scholarship, but I’d
have received less money if my marks had gone down. Even
without that consideration, though, I’d wanted—needed—to
have top marks.
“Wait. Exams were over three weeks ago, so what stopped
you from telling me then?”
He looked embarrassed. “I guess I didn’t want to face you
every day after that.”
“Am I that scary?”
Luke nodded. “Yeah, you are.”
I hadn’t expected that as an answer.

“Then how are you going to face me next year? We’re
going to the same college, unless you’re so afraid of me that
you applied to go someplace else.”

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