Part of me wanted to see Cam at the mall, and part of me didn’t.

First of all, it would be really awesome to see him again, especially outside of the confines of school, and it’s scheduled classes. Maybe he’d be different somehow, casual, even more cool and cuter!

But I was with my Mom. And while it would be a nice casual meeting, just bumping into HIM at the mall, it would still be very embarrassing! She would probably pull out old pictures she’d secretly stashed in her purse for just such an occasion..

But while I shopped for the perfect dress, trying on at least twenty, finding it, spending grandma’s money on it, and carrying it out, I didn’t see HIM . And I was looking.

Mom babbled in the car about how ‘nice’ I’m going to look, and how ‘wonderful’ my first dance will be while I toyed with the fringes of disappointment over not seeing HIM .

It was silly! I can’t feel bad! There was no way he would have known I was shopping this morning. Maybe he’ll call later.

But I won’t hold my breath.