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It seems even God was feeling feisty today.
“Please babe,” Aiden ran to catch up with me in the parking lot. “You’ve been giving me the
silent treatment for almost a week now.”
And?
“I think it’s gone on long enough – just talk to me!” He pleaded while I continued to look straight ahead, refusing to even glance in his direction.
I was still pretty mad at him about logging onto my computer, signing into my Common App, and submitting an application to Northwestern and Stanford on my behalf!
Who the hell just does that?
And to make matters worse, he didn’t tell me he did any of that! I had to find out from the
admissions office.
How do you forget to tell someone something like that?
“Hi Buttercup.” Lucas smirked when he saw me walk up. Since I’ve been giving Aiden the
silent treatment, Lucas has made it a point to wait for me at my locker every morning and
rub it in Aiden’s face that I was talking to him.
“Good morning, Lucas.” I smiled brightly as I input my locker combination.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Aiden growled under his breath.
This is what happens when you cross the line, I thought bitterly.
“Did you say something Aiden?” Lucas feigned curiosity, leaning closer and cupping his ear in Aiden’s direction. Aiden looked like he was about to strangle him right then and there.
“Me?” He replied sarcastically. “No, what could I possibly have to say. It’s not like my girlfriend is outright ignoring me right now but talking to you!”
“Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, man.” Lucas laughed as he placed his arm around my
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shoulder.
Aiden’s eyes narrowed in slits before he glared at Lucas. “Neither will my foot up your ass.”
“Buttercup, I think it’s time you start talking to cranky pants over there.” Lucas leaned down and not so subtly whispered. I had to bite my inner lip to stop myself from laughing.
“Finally, the smartest thing you’ve said all day!” Aiden growled, glancing at me hopefully.
“How long are you going to keep torturing him like this?” Lucas chuckled.
“I’m literally right here!” Aiden snapped.
“Since Aiden seems to think he’s entitled to make decisions for me, why doesn’t he ask
himself that?” I slammed my locker shut and walked off towards first period, leaving the
two of them to hash out their own bickering.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m ecstatic about getting admissions to both Northwestern and
Stanford – it’s a dream come true. What pisses me off is that he didn’t ask me how I felt
about applying.
Instead, he just did it.
Scratch that – Aiden knew how I felt about it and chose to completely disregarded my
opinions and feelings on the matter.
Also, I’m pretty sure what he did, applying for me even if it was under my login, is illegal
and would invalidate my admissions if anyone ever found out.
God, sometimes I just want to strangle him!
While my mom and I are pretty well off, we are not Ivy League university well off! Sure,
Northwestern is a few minutes from where we live now and that would cut down on the
cost of attending, but if I’m being honest, I don’t see myself at Northwestern. It’s a great
school, but I just don’t think it’s great for me.
Stanford on the other hand, I could definitely see myself there. There are a number of reasons why that just isn’t going to happen, with the first being that it’s all the way across the country in California.
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Then there’s also the matter of my mom. How could I just leave her all alone? It’s been just the two of us for so long, I just know it wouldn’t sit well with me to leave her behind.
Oh and did I mention the cost of tuition?
There were so many factors for why I didn’t apply to certain schools, but now that I have the Stanford acceptance letter staring me in the face, it’s brought on a whole new level of stress I was hoping to avoid by not applying. Call me a coward if you will, but I wanted to take the easy way out.
I always figured I would just go to Loyola University here in Chicago and that would be that. I would work a part–time job while pursuing my bachelors, and when I graduated I would get a full–time and establish myself in whatever profession I chose.
Speaking of professions, as if everything I was currently dealing wasn’t enough, I’m also stressing myself out about what I’ll actually be studying in college. I’m not afraid to admit that ninety percent of the time I’m a control freak. The thought of entering college without a chosen major and career path makes me physically uncomfortable.
That’s kind of ironic really, considering how this entire year has gone. I had planned on a quiet senior year with Brooke and Caroline by my side, and what I got is the adventure of a
life time.
When you plan it all out, nothing seems to actually go according to plan. I didn’t plan on meeting new people this year, I didn’t plan on making new friends, and I sure as hell did not plan on getting myself a boyfriend.
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