It’s Emily Parker. The Emily Parker. Easily one of the most beautiful girls on campus. Easily. I try not to look, but regardless, my ass starts to sweat. Calm down, you dork. She’s not going to talk to you. Probably won’t even notice you. I look straight ahead and resist the urge to give her the old surreptitious side-eye check-out because my friend, Nicole, has told me multiple times that women always know when men do that. I think her exact words were, “Every woman on Earth knows when men do it. We know, and we judge you Judily for it.” “Excuse me.” I look to my right, then my left. There’s
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bro WHAT is happening??? omg. Im screaming
