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“No!” she says fiercely

“Cos You don’t even like dolls”

“I know,” she says, wiping her eyes

“And Peter is crazy about you Heanywhere”

“I didn’t get into Boston University,” she says suddenly “That’s right I got a rejection letter froot his acceptance to Harvard”

“Oh, Mags”

“And pretty soon, everyone will be leaving You, The Mouse, Walt—”

“You’ll get in soly

“What if I don’t?”

Good question And one I haven’t faced squarely until now What if nothing works out the way it’s supposed to? On the other hand, if it doesn’t, what are you supposed to do? You can’t just sit there

“I miss Walt,” she says

“I do too,” I say, hugging my knees to my chest “Where is Walt anyway?”

“Don’t ask me I’ve hardly seen him for three weeks That’s not like Walt”

“No, it isn’t,” I agree, thinking about how cynical Walt’s been lately “Come on Let’s call him”

Back in the house, the party is in full swing Sebastian is dancing with Lali, which annoys s to worry about than my best friend and my boyfriend I pick up the phone and dial Walt’s number