Never Have I Ever

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I've been sitting on this ending for three days now. I edited and copy and pasted and deleted and added and wrote two alternate endings. Then I came back and edited some more, then I re-read and finally, finally, chose this one.

I hope that it has what you're looking for in an ending.

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June 8, 2012

How do you assess what you’ve lost?

How do you assess the damage you’ve done?

How do you assess the repairs that need to be made?

Relationships aren’t cars or computers.

They aren’t bones or wounds.

They are fragile like glass.

It takes a lot more than glue to repair them.

More than medicine.

More than a new part.

It takes time and forgiveness and sometimes…

People aren’t capable of that.

I was acutely aware of this as I ran into the hotel, intent on assessing the damage and repairing it.

The shortest dress in the world was not working for me and I had no idea why I’d let Harriet pick it for me.

Yes it was a beautiful blue to bring out my eyes, but for my mission the length was not ideal, nor were the three inch heels she paired with it.

I rushed to the doors of the hotel, then up to the table, they gave me the usual lanyard and I hurried into the room, searching, looking and not finding who I wanted to find.

Usually right about now I would be explaining to you where I am and what I'm doing.

So in the spirit of tradition, let me clarify.

It’s been a whole thirty-four days since prom and I hadn’t talked to Adrian since. I stuck to my vow of avoiding him, trying in vain to move on and let him get on with his life.

I avoided him like the plague and worked hard on my finals. I already had a guaranteed spot in Cal Poly University, but finals were important to me. After I aced finals even though I hardly remember doing half of them, it was time to focus on graduation. Graduation was held two weeks ago on May 25th, it was a beautiful outside ceremony held in our stadium. I wore a plain black and white dress and red heels. After we went to a Chinese buffet and had a blast.

After graduation it was time to focus on Harriet’s birthday party. Every year, ever since I’ve known her, Harriet has had a huge party for her birthday. Her dad would rent out the ballroom of the Pearlescent, the largest hotel in town, and Harriet would have a huge extravagant party. I’m talking dj booth, fruit sculptures, chocolate fountains, fondue pots and sushi buffets. And every year the four of us would dress in gowns. Harriet said that the four of us had to dress nicely and wear lanyards so that everyone knew who to go to for help, but I’m pretty sure she just did it because she liked dressing up.

Anyway the only rule to this whole shenanigan was that if Harriet had picked out a long dress that year, the three of us had to wear shorter dresses or vice versa. So that was how I found myself sweating profusely in a short midnight blue dress, it was really quite stunning, but it was too dang short for me.

When we’d gone shopping I’d adamantly refused to try on any of the green dresses they threw at me and Harriet had finally conceded to putting me in a blue dress saying ‘It makes your eyes look just as pretty as if you were wearing a green dress.’