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Chapter 3 by StrangeGirlWrite StrangeGirlWrite

Does he play dumb or own up?

Tells her he's busy, go home...

"Hey, Judy, I'm kinda busy. Why don't you come back another time, -okay?"
Her face twists with infuriation, "FINE!" She turns and walks out.
He knew he probably sounded like a jerk, -but who wants a hyper sixteen year old at a college party? He'd make it up to her later, maybe offer to buy her a new CD or lunch or something... (and apologize, of course). She'd get over it. He often thought of her as a little sister, but he hoped for a little more action than what a person would typically want a little-sister tagging along on.

Well, it was about thirty-five minutes till the party. What should he do now?

Go ahead and head up to the party now? Or find Judy and apologize, may as well get it over with?

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