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butterflies that are already forming in my stomach start to flutter in different patterns all around. I was so nervous. I didn’t even remember the last time I had felt this nervous about something that didn’t involve Nathan.
    Nathan stays silent next to me, and I find myself wishing I could tell him the truth about what I had to do, wishing he would comfort me in some way. I knew he would be there for me. He always seemed to know the right thing to say to make me feel better. But that was back then and this was now.
    The voice on the GPS springs to life, letting me know to make a right turn just ahead, on Stephanie’s mom’s street. After I’m about half way down the road, I realize it’s an apartment complex. Dozens of brick buildings on each side of Nathan and me come into view, all blurring into one another, looking too much alike to tell them apart. They don’t look rundown, or trashy, or anything. Instead, they look cozy and like they would make a cute home for someone who lives alone, or for a cute couple just starting out. The outside of each building is brick, the doors painted in a light red color, I see no sign of chipping on any of the doors, almost like they were just painted within the last week or so. Plants line the outside of the doors; a few flowers randomly lay around on different porches. The grass is flawless, so green that I think it must be fake at first. Little driveways surround the front of each door, making it feel like almost more of a neighborhood.
    “What time did you tell her you were coming?”
    “I didn’t tell her I was,” I say, barely paying Nathan any mind now, too much was going on around me. Kids outside in every which direction, a few people grilling out, and a pizza delivery man standing on one the lawns waving his hands around to a confused looking man who’s shaking his head. I can hear him saying something about how he didn’t order any pizza as I pass.
    “You didn’t tell her you were coming?” Nathan asks, and then sighs really loudly like he can’t believe it. “That was inconsiderate.”
    Didn’t I just tell him to not talk to me if he was going to be insulting me? “What did I just tell you?”
    Nathan looks away from me, back to the activity outside. Then, after a second he turns his attention back to me. “What if she’s not home?”
    Gosh, he was so stubborn, he just couldn’t help himself, had to keep digging. “Of course she will be home,” I tell him, rolling my eyes.
    “How do you know? Does she not work?”
    I shrug, and then look out the window, looking for numbers on the apartment doors now. It’s kind of hard to see, they’re pretty small. No wonder that pizza guy was having trouble finding the right house.
    “You don’t know if she works or not?”
    I don’t answer him, deciding to keep looking for the address instead. Duh, I didn’t know if she worked or not, and duh, I didn’t know if she would be home or not. I knew nothing about her. I hadn’t really thought about the chance that she wouldn’t be home to be honest. This had all happened so fast, one second I was showing off my new car, the next I had been on my way to visit Stephanie’s mom with Nathan. A million thoughts had consumed my mind since we left the school, but that wasn’t one of them. I probably should have considered that possibility though, or tried to call her first. God, why hadn’t I tried to call first? That sounded way better than what was happening right now. But Eric had acted like going right then and there was the only possible choice. Eric, ugh, I was going to kill him.
    “Hello?” Nathan says louder now, like I’m deaf. “Where does she work?”
    “Nathan, I’m a little busy trying to find the address right now. For some reason the numbers are almost impossible to see from the road.” I’m squinting out the window, trying to make out the slightest hint of a number.
    Nathan rolls his window down, and sticks his head out the window. “What