Today I was asked on a date with a boy for the first time in almost three years. Given, he's younger than me and so I'll have to drive, but still. It's a date. I'd almost given up hope that I was attractive to the male gender in general. Tennis practice was unusually giggly today.
And yet...
Different boy than the one I was planning to ask to prom. I'm not sure how the one I was intending to ask will take me going on a date with another boy.
I cannot believe I am actually debating what to do in a case where two different boys are actually viable options.
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