At lunch the next day, I sit alone at the table until Jill, Matt, and Maya greeted me. "That kid, the one at the lockers yesterday, I know his name. And his number." I said.
"Wait, you actually talked to him?" Matt asked.
"Yeah. He was really mean."
"Like, how mean?" Jill asked.
"Just...rude." I sighed.
"Did you ever use the number?" Maya asked. I looker down, with the note in my hand—that I totally didn't put in my phone last night and contemplate over calling him or not—and look back at her. "You did, didn't you?"
"No, well, sort of. I put his number in my phone." I replied quietly. "I didn't see him today, in home room. Or in science class." I sit next to Matt in that class.
"Yeah, neither did I." Matt said. "Maybe you should call him."
"What? No! We're in school!" I shouted.
"Mallory." Jill said seriously. "You're seventeen. You're a senior. You've got to loosen up and stop being so uptight. Things will happen the way they happen. So, I declare we go shopping and help you fix that."
Slightly offended by her calling me uptight, I glared at her. "And how exactly is shopping going to fix my uptight problem?"
"I honestly don't know. But shopping cures everything."
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The Locker Lovers
Teen FictionMallory and Dustin, two high schoolers who's lockers are next to each other, fall in love until he confirms all the things that have been rumors until now.
