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boring.”
    “I’m with you,” I say.
    “Me too,” Keesh says.
    Steph throws a pillow at Keesh. “You have a story. If you want to tell it.”
    “What story is that?” She tosses the pillow back.
    “Freshman year. Your experience with Mary Jane.” Steph pinches her thumb and index finger together at her lips.
    Oh shit. Steph went there. My gaze sets on Keesh waiting for a reaction.
    “Dude, you made it with a girl?” Andi asks, innocently.
    Water sprays out of my mouth. Keesh and Steph begin laughing uncontrollably.
    “What did I say?” Andi asks.
    “You’re too funny.” Sometimes she’s just clueless.
    “Dude, just tell me already.”
    Keesh slows her breathing, exhaling slowly. “Dude,” she begins. “I’ve never made it with a girl. Mary Jane is a slang term for marijuana.” She goes on to tell her the whole story about how she was smoking dope and how Amy had told her parents. And how she really messed up and has never done again it since.
    “Wow,” is all Andi says. “Even though I consider myself an artist, I steer clear of that stuff. Some people say it comes with being creative but I’m not really interested.”
    “Good for you,” Steph tells her.
    “Back to the essays.” I close the guidebook I was flipping through. “Keesh, if you don’t like the one you wrote for class, why not use your rehab story?”
    She throws a Cheeto at me. “Fine. Maybe I will.”
    “So really, no essays for the CSUs?” Steph asks again.
    “None.” Keesh flutters her brows.
    “Dude, you should not base your decision on being too lazy to type a page full of words.”
    By the time we’ve searched the Internet, scoured the books, and eaten a hole in our stomach from spicy treats, we’ve decided on seven schools. Six public colleges and one private all-girls school, some as far north as Davis and going all the way south to San Diego.
     
    When the girls leave, I get cozy in my bed and power up my laptop. It’s time for a little video chat.
    “Hey, baby. You look beautiful.” Alex’s smile goes straight to my heart and melts it faster than butter on a piece of hot toast.
    “Thank you. You like the au natural look. I just got ready for bed. Pulled my hair up and washed my face.”
    “Yes, I do. You don’t need make up. Not even the little you do use. Your minty lip gloss works for me.”
    “You mean this stuff.” I pucker my lips for him with a big muah .
    He puckers his back, blowing me kiss after kiss.
    “So, we’ve made our plan of attack. Our hit list of schools to visit.”
    “Do any of those schools start with a B ?”
    “Hmm … I don’t remember. Let me think.” I look up at the ceiling feigning ignorance.
    He groans. “Come on, Meggie. You’re killing me.”
    “Okay, fine.” I pause, dragging out the anticipation. “Yes, we are making a stop in the great city of Berkeley.”
    “Yes! When are you coming?”
    “Thanksgiving break. We’re going to leave on Monday and come back on Wednesday.”
    “That’s perfect. I’ll drive back with you guys. I’ll call Dom to set it up.”
    I never even thought of that. “Cool. Now you can help me decide. You’ll be with us for all the schools except for one. It’ll be great.”
    “I miss you, you know that.” His eyes are so serious, completely zeroed in on me with an intensity I haven’t seen in a while.
    “Is something wrong? Are you okay?”
    “No, I’m fine, dork.” He grins. “It’s just so surreal to hear you talking about college. It seems like I’ve been waiting forever for you to get out of high school and now the time is here.”
    I narrow my eyes at him. “Having second thoughts?”
    “No way. I just said I miss you. May can’t come fast enough. I can’t wait for your graduation day and your birthday. The two days I’ve been waiting for.”
    “I’ve had three birthdays since I’ve known you. And last year’s party was amazing. What’s so special about this one?”
    “The number. You’ll be eighteen.”