“I’m sorry. This says Corabelle.” “Yeah, but I go by Cora.” The class mutters a bored ‘hello’ as I continue to plan out our future in my mind. Homecoming and Prom are a given. It would be great if we end up going to the same college together, but long distance relationships aren’t so bad. We’ll make it work. We’ll be married by thirty, buy a big house in the suburbs, and have three blonde-haired babies by thirty-five. We’ll travel a lot, then move right by the ocean when we retire. I wonder if she likes the ocean. Cora glances over in my direction and our eyes meet for the very first time.
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