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“What?! No way! That’d require….” You heard Joyce saying in the hall during passing period. Next, you’d have English. You had the class with her, though she normally paid more attention than you. Her tone was off today, though. You couldn’t put your finger on it. Maybe it was that she’d never been yelling into her phone like this before. “Yes, I understand. Completely.”

“Sam? Sam!” You draw your eyes back to Lex who had been talking to you. “Jesus, you probably didn’t hear a word I said, did you?”

“No, uh, I was… drifting into space.” You lie.

“Sure. Not the first time. Though, not a habit you should keep.” Lex remarks, folding her arms.

“Sorry, what were you saying before?” You ask, politely, and genuinely.

“Well, I was making my hilarious comment on the upcoming dance. Y’know, the one they announced earlier today. But it wouldn’t be so funny the second time.”

“I hardly heard it the first time. Give it to me.” You encourage her.

“It isn’t the reception, it’s the delivery! Jeez, you’d think a guy would learn after spending months around a comedian.” She spurs off on a new tangent. You again gaze into the hallway, seeing Joyce scroll on her phone a second and then put it away. She looks around, resting eyes on you, then glancing briefly ant Lex, soon back at you and then walks toward her classroom. “…but you already know all that.” You’re brought back in.

You save yourself from more discomfort with Lex. “Yeah, of course I do. I’m just stupid sometimes.”

“More than me.” She jokes. “Anyways, are you going alone again this year?”

“Alone? Try at all. These events always seem to put me in some sorry situation. I figure, if I avoid it, maybe the occasion won’t catch me.”

“Really? Cuz, I was gonna propose a group idea. You, me…, Chris, Maddy, the whole group!” She paused a second or two there, but you don’t overthink it.

“Hmmm. I mean, the likelihood of my suspicions rise with a group, but I suppose so does my amount of support should the event rise up. Sure. I’ll think about it at least.”

“Thanks, Sam. I’m sure we’ll have fun.” Lex says, before prancing in the opposite direction of your next class. *Booooooop* The bell sounds out as you watch your friend disappear.

“Shit! I’m late!” You hurry through the half-deserted hall. You enter the appropriate wing where your class is held and find your seat once in your classroom.