I was packing up my life from that year, putting everything into boxes and pushing them into the hallway after finishing my last exam for that year. He called and told me he might go further with her tonight. I said only if he was ready, don't do anything he wasn't ready for.
He called me back and said I was right, that he wasn't ready.
After waiting for an hour in what seemed like an never-ending, never-budging line to get into what was going to be the last night the student club was going to be open, we all dispersed and went to someone's house instead. I saw him outside with her, standing against a tree on the front lawn, while I was on my way out. My friends and I walked home and he called me, panicking that he had just made out with her but it didn't feel right and this was the first time he had ever kissed anyone. We waited for him to catch up with us and we tried to order pizza. He left to go home to sleep before his interview the following morning.
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