I picture him laid up in his dorm room surrounded by jersey chasers. My bottom lip hurts where I’ve chewed on it during the drive from the house to here. I’m not leaving until my eyes meet his and-ĭang, I don’t know what will happen after that. That was almost three months ago, and I haven’t seen him since.īut tonight-tonight, I’m going to see him face to face, because I have to prove to myself that I’m over him.
We were totally fine-until it all went to hell. I’d worn a sleek fedora and carried a kickass whip a la sexy Indiana Jones style, and he’d been in yellow parachute pants and a ladies-sized small tank top that clung to every muscle on his chest. It’s time to face the music, which is the guy who broke up with me in front of all my friends at my own freaking eighties-themed sorority homecoming party last October. Welcome back to Magnolia, Mississippi, and Waylon University, folks. A long exhalation leaves my chest as I turn off the ignition. I shudder at those thoughts as I whip my car into the parking lot of Cadillac’s, a local bar and hangout spot. There are worse things than seeing your ex for the first time since he dumped you: root canal, hairy wolf spider on your pillow, watching your dad kiss your sixth grade teacher.
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