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up. “Awesome—I got mine, too! Come over tonight and we can fill them out together. That way we’ll make sure we end up in the same dorm.”
    Holly nodded, smiling. She pictured herself and Tyler as next-door neighbors on a freshman hall: tiptoeing into each other’s rooms after midnight, studying, listening to Keane’s “Everything’s Changing” on repeat, making out, making love…Holly could only hope that they’d have understanding roommates.
    “You know what else I was thinking?” Tyler said, lightly nuzzling Holly’s ear. “Maybe after freshman year, we could get an apartment off-campus. I checked out some places online, and it’s kind of pricey right near the school, but we could live somewhere closer to Oakridge. There’s a townhouse on Beech Street that’s renting the top room to a couple now.”
    “Um, yeah,” Holly said, a weird sinking sensation in her belly. Beech Street was right around the cornerfrom her parents. Wasn’t the whole point of college to get some much-needed distance from home? “Let’s focus on freshman year first,” she suggested softly, smoothing down the collar of Tyler’s maroon polo shirt.
    Tyler frowned slightly. “Hol, it’s totally better to plan these things out now,” he reasoned. “We’re going to get so busy once we’re in college. And since you’re going to law school afterward, and I’ll be coaching lacrosse, like we decided, our lives are going to be really hectic.”
    Holly bit her lip as the future rolled toward her like a cresting wave. Was something wrong with her, that she didn’t want her life scripted out just yet? Yes, she hoped to be with Tyler forever. She’d be lying if she said daydreams of a golden wedding day hadn’t flitted through her head during some dull physics class or another. But those were vague, misty kinds of plans. And, in those daydreams, she certainly hadn’t pictured herself and Tyler living out their romantic life in drab old Oakridge.
    “What?” Tyler murmured, picking up on Holly’s unease. He tipped his head so that he could get a look at Holly’s wide gray-green eyes, which always managed to betray her emotions. “Something’s bugging you.”
    “Oh, Tyler,” she sighed, hoping to circumvent another quarrel. “It’s just that…” Holly glanceddown at her hands. She was never as articulate as she wanted to be, and she suddenly wished Alexa were there to offer her moral support. “I feel like my parents have always mapped everything out for me—you know, with ballet lessons and math tutors and curfews and all that. And now, I guess I…I want to leave a little room for…spontaneity?” She posed this last word as a question, but knew deep down that it was exactly what she wanted. After all, she and Tyler were only eighteen. They had plenty of time to make solid plans once they’d had their share of wildness and fun.
    Tyler was silent for a long moment as he stared straight ahead at the shut door. Then he cleared his throat and turned to her, looking thoughtful. “Spontaneity, huh?” he repeated. “I know something spontaneous that we can do right…about…now.”
    “Tyler!” Holly shrieked, giggling, as he pounced on her and toppled her over onto her back.
    “Well, I don’t want to turn into a boring boyfriend or anything,” Tyler joked, slowly but surely inching Holly’s pleated black Mexx skirt up her thighs.
    “This is crazy,” Holly protested, but she was already kissing Tyler’s jawline, which she knew got him hot and bothered.
    After months and months of getting each other hot, last month Holly and Tyler had finally taken deep breaths and gone all the way. As Tyler pulled back toslip off his navy-blue blazer, Holly closed her eyes with a smile, remembering prom night. Their first time. They’d booked a room at the Oakridge Hilton, and Holly recalled the nervousness in her throat as she’d followed Tyler up the grand staircase. After a night of dancing, her light-green Betsey