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Touches of Normalcy Sofia was so busy grabbing the books for her next class that she didn’t see Peter Harris until she shut the locker door. With a smile, she shouldered her bagpack. “Hi, Pete, how’s it going?”
“Okay, I guess. I keep wondering why we’re taking Chem II.” “Has Mr. Cousar posted the test results?” “You got the top grade with an 86, three points above me. He’ll have to curve it.” “And that’s the end of the world?” “Can anything rile you?” he countered with a smile. “Hey, are you doing anything Friday night?” “Want a chemistry help session?” Sofia teased. However, she sobered as she noted the serious expression on his face. “Actually, I was wondering if you would like to a movie? Maybe grab a bite beforehand?” “Are you serious?” “Well, it can be a double thing,” Pete said quickly. “Josh is free that night and you can bring your friend Mara.” For a moment, all language escaped Sofia. She gaped at Pete for a moment before finding her voice. “That’s sounds great.” “Great,” Pete repeated, a huge grin spreading his face. “Well, I’m going to be late for fifth period. I’ll call you to give you and Mara the details later. Bye.” “Bye,” she said, watching him walking away. As she saw Mara round the corner and head toward her, Sofia felt another wave of nervousness. What had she just agreed to? “When was the last time we did this?” Celeste asked, stealing a french fry. Jonathan smiled. “Last time we did what? Spend time together or you steal my food?” “You know what I mean. We haven’t had a lot of time together lately with school and everything else. I’ve missed you.” “I’ve missed you, too, Celeste. You know our anniversary is coming up. We could go away for a weekend.” “I can’t leave town, Jonathan. No matter how much I would like to.” He took her hand and kissed her palm. “Okay, we can stay local. Do you have any plans for this weekend?” “It depends,” she replied with a teasingly coy smile. “Well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with the accent he usually masked so well, “I was thinking if Mara was otherwise occupied, we could work around the whole out-of-town thing.” “Really?” She leaned closer, grinning. “And what is your amazing, brilliant idea?” “You, me, my apartment, and very few distractions.” She slid closer to him in the booth and gave him a brief kiss. “I’ll check my social calendar and think about it.” “I’ll pencil you in as a yes,” he replied. As their eyes locked once more, they both broke down and laughed. “You did what!” Mara hissed, grabbing Sofia’s arm and bodily hauled her to a more deserted corner of the courtyard. “I know, I know,” Sofia moaned. “Mara, I’m so sorry. I should have never volunteered you. Now, can you get over your anger and be my friend for a moment? Please, Mara.” “Alright,” the other girl said. “Do you like this guy?” “I’ve known Peter forever, since first grade. We’ve had the same classes together.” “Sofia, do you like him?” The question clearly startled her. She hesitated before reluctantly nodding. “Yeah, I do.” “Well, I hope Friday night will be worth it. So, who’s my guy?” “Joshua Nichols.” “Really?” Mara was rewarded with another nod. “Well, this might not be so bad after all.” Sofia laughed. “Glad you’re beginning to like the idea.” |
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