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5) Go to college.
6) Dress Bear up in a Tutu.
7) Go to get a tattoo, but chicken out completely.
8) Get Grey to strip for me.
9) Write a book on the philosophy of a Clue named Blue.
10) Tell Grey I love him many times each and every day.
There are more that I can't even remember but I think I have them written down somewhere.
Abby and I stay talking for nearly two hours. It took a while for me to really tell what actually happened to my cheek. I was a little nervous for a few reasons.
One, she could be a cold-hearted killer.
Two, she could not give a crap.
Three, she wouldn't want to be friends with someone with baggage.
But everything worked out.
I found out she's from the small town next to mine and that she has two little sisters. She's a sophomore this year and she just recently turned twenty. Her favorite color is pale pink and her favorite food place is Subway.
I told myself I wouldn't talk about Grey or even mention him at all. It's actually a great way to get a mental break from him.
And his muscles.
I was even able to talk just a bit about Jake.
I wasn't acompletecrackhead when trying to explain my life. Although, I definitely slipped through from time to time.
My phone rings and listening to Abby talk about her cat Sweetie, I figure it'd be rude to answer my phone so I click the power button, silencing the ringtone.
"Sweetie hates everyone," she laughs.
Sugar hates everyone.
"I know a person like that," I smile cheekily. Grey Alexander Kingston. I spent two hours getting his middle name out of him and I'm fully prepared to use it in any and every situation. I even thought about changing his contact name to 'Grey Alexander' with two poop emojis and one heart emoji.
But in the end, I decided that I would keep the one I have now for a while. 'Sugar' with a mean face emoji, an angel emoji, and then one kissy face emoji. One for each of his most common moods.
I'm sure he's noticed by now that I've changed my name on his phone. It is now "Big Booty Judy" with the peach emoji and the heart eyes one. I'm not sure if he's changed it back yet though.
"He's not even an old cat, he just hates everyone. Hetoleratesme sometimes-" she pauses when my phone begins to ring again. I roll my eyes, pick up my phone and full-on decline the call this time.
"Maybe you should answer that," she chuckles.
"I can call back later," I assure her.
"Anyway, you said you want to go to college, you should enroll in the spring semester!" she proposes and I sit up, interested.
That actually sounds pretty great.
"I think I'll have to look into that," I nod.
My phone rings again and I answer it quickly.
