I focused on school, football games, and prematurely daydreaming about graduation parties. Ian had been texting me, and every time I thought about our date, I felt this lightness in my chest. My life was making sense again. Classes went by as usual. Logan returned to acting like I didn’t exist. Something about that bothered me, but it was better than his creepy staring. After class Jo, Hailey, and I went dress shopping. Hailey was trying on a tight black dress and talking about her back-up date options in case Darren didn’t ask her, while I pulled a pink dress off the rack. “What about you? Think you’ll go with Jared if Ian doesn’t ask you?” “That would be a no. Ian will ask me,” I said, feeling sure of it. “How about you, Joanna?” Jo had been in her own little world while we talked about boys, but now her attention snapped to us. She shrugged and ran her hands down the sides of the red dress. She didn’t look too impressed with it. “I might just go stag,” she said.
