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it was just a dream and I had to push it away, just like I was pushing Logan away.
    Addy, I love you .
    Derek was my future — or at least, my immediate future and the type of long term future I was supposed to be looking for. I just had to remind myself of that.
    I reached my classroom where several students were waiting outside. A few of them I recognized, though I couldn ’ t place their faces with any names. I didn ’ t know them well enough for that. A boy was sitting with his laptop open in front of him as he sat cross-legged on the floor, hunched over. He had glasses and several papers spread out in front of him. He was typing diligently, not stopping for anything or anyone. He didn ’ t even notice me as I passed him to stand on the other end of the wall. There were also a couple of girls talking quietly. They were smiling and giggling on occasion, but nothing obnoxiously.
    Other than that, the hall was empty. I leaned against the wall, waiting for class. When arriving early to a class, it was usually okay for students to take their seats early to wait for the professor to show up. That being said, there was another class in there before us and it wasn ’ t a good idea to walk in on a class that you weren ’ t even in.
    So we all waited outside.
    Eventually the class before us let out. Students poured from the door and I didn ’ t envy them. I had some early classes and was mostly okay with that, but they had extra early classes. There were only a few like that, because professors didn ’ t want to get up that early any more than students did. Even so, there were a few classes that students who needed an especially early schedule could take. This happened to be one of them.
    As the last of the students exited, I saw the professor follow. He yawned as he passed me and for a moment I just watched him in disbelief. Who knew that professors could fall out of professor mode?
    After that, those of us waiting in the hall started filing in. We scattered across the large auditorium, taking seats at various locations. I sat near the front so that I could have a better chance at paying attention. A lot of people made fun of the people who sat in front, but I ignored any of the comments that might have been directed at me. My education was important. I ’ d made that decision a long time ago, and I wasn ’ t going to listen to some stupid kid mock me for trying hard.
    I pulled out my notebook and my pen, as well as my text book, setting it out on my small desk so that I was fully prepared for when class started.
    I almost laughed at myself when I thought about how much I ’ d changed.
    Where was the girl who always sat in the back? Where was the girl who slept during class and partied all night? Where was the girl who didn ’ t care what teachers had to say, because they didn ’ t know the first thing about the real world?
    I thought I ’ d known everything back then, but looking back, I felt pretty ridiculous. Who was I fooling? I was just some dumb kid.
    Cracking a small smile, I shook my head a little at myself and was grateful that I ’ d grown up a little, even if it wasn ’ t a result of the best of circumstances.
    Five minutes before class was about to start, I remembered my cell phone. I fished it out of my bag and woke it up — I didn ’ t want it going off during class. As I did so, I saw that I had a new message.
    From Logan.
    Give me a chance.
    I shut it down immediately, turning it completely off after putting it on silent. I couldn ’ t deal with this now. I wasn ’ t sure I could deal with this ever .
     
    When class got out, I didn ’ t check my phone. In fact, I didn ’ t check my phone until I ’ d gotten to the dining hall and Kass asked me if I was still going to meet for coffee. I cursed silently to myself, remembering our coffee date plans. They were set for lunch and I didn ’ t know exactly where he wanted to meet me, so I ’ d have to call or text him to find out.
    Which meant