It was our last formal gathering before we go our separate ways to college. After long discussions about where we were going to hold it, we decide to switch it up a bit and have it at Anna’s. This time it was going to be different, special. She insists on a dress code; this is going to be a classic pyjama party. Lara and I chose to get ready at her house, giving us a chance to catch up. Boy-friendless, Lara has to text Jeremy for our chariot to come and pick us up.

The humiliation of it all, Michael hasn’t spoken to me since the infamous text we shared...