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"I have a problem.
The name Eva Hawkins has been running through my mind several times the past four weeks.
That's what usually happens when a boy starts developing feelings for a girl. I woul...
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I CAN'T GO to my first day of school with a Nokia.
Especially on my first day. And it's high school. And my last year of school. How am I going to make friends with that old garbage?
> I can't go to school with an ugly phone.
< Sorry about that.
< How are you feeling?
< Ready?
> No. I need my phone, now.
< I could, but I'm running pretty late myself.
< Have a nice first day, love.
< I'll text you later.
> Oh, Gosh. It's all your fault.
< You're going to do great. Take it from a guy who doesn't give compliments.
•••
I look up suddenly to my father standing in the doorway, adjusting his elegant tie.
I gulp. My anxiety is kicking back in. What if I embarrass myself? What if I don't make friends? What if I sit alone?
My tactic is pretending to be confident when I'm at my lowest, but right now I can't pull myself together. This is my last year of school and I've got to pass it smoothly.
"Come on, Eva. You don't want to be late." He shoots me a lazy smile and grabs the jacket that was laying on the table.
"Of course," I sigh and pull my backpack on my shoulders. I stop in my tracks as soon as dad opens the door for me. "Thought I was going by bus?"
"On the first day of school?" He elbows me when I stop next to him. "They've got to know you're my daughter, first." He winks at me as he bends down to grab his suitcase.
"Sure, Dad." I stand up and walk past him, getting outside.
I close my eyes and shiver slightly as cold, windy breeze gently slaps my face and twirl my hair. Cold weather somehow makes me feel better. I take a deep breath.
Right now, the dry weather matches my mood.
I hop in the front seat and put my seatbelt on. The car feels warm, so I wrap my arms around myself to increase the feeling.
