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wondering since the day he walked into English class, “Was it hard to move here during your senior year?”
          “Yes and no,” he shrugged.
          “Why, yes?”
          “Because I had to leave all of my old friends behind.” He ran his hands through his hair.  
          I nodded my head. “Yeah, that must’ve been tough. I’ve lived here my whole life. I can’t imagine how hard it’s going to be next year when Rachel, my BFF, and I go our separate ways to colleges halfway across the country from each other.”
          “Well, that’s part of the reason why it wasn’t so bad. I knew in a few short months it was inevitable, anyway.
          It was easy to talk to Brennan. The conversation flowed naturally, and I even forgot to be nervous. I asked him open-ended questions and made eye contact when he gave his answers. “Have you heard from any colleges?”
          “I’ve been accepted at Boston University – early decision. I want to study aerospace engineering, and they have a really great program.” Even in the dim light of the theater it was easy to see the look of excitement on his face when he talked about what he wanted to do with his life. His eyes blue eyes looked even brighter. “I want to help develop a new airplane that will use an alternative form of fuel, so that we’ll no longer be so dependant on other countries for oil. I’ve been fascinated with airplanes since I was a kid.”
          “That sounds cool. Would you believe it, if I said I’ve never even been on an airplane?”  
          “No, I wouldn’t.” He shook his head in disbelief.
          “Well, it’s true. I’ve never been on an airplane.”  
          “How is that even possible?” He wondered out loud. “Haven’t you ever gone on vacation?”
          “Of course I have, but we always either went to Florida or the Carolinas, both within driving distance.” I chipped my nail polish absentmindedly. The truth was I didn’t want anyone, especially Brennan who wanted to study airplanes, to know that I was terrified of the whole idea of flying.
          “What about visiting out of state relatives?”
          “We have a small family and everyone lives nearby.”
          “Huh,” he said, his voice still full of surprise. “Well, I’m sure there’ll be an opportunity to take one soon. And trust me, when you do, you’ll wonder why you waited so long. Hey, where are you going to college? Maybe you’ll need to take a plane to get there.”
          I smiled shyly and said, “I’m planning on driving there at the end of the summer to bring all of my stuff, but it’s possible that I might fly home for Thanksgiving and Christmas break.”
          “See – what did I tell you?” He paused to eat another Twizzler, “You forgot to say where you were accepted.”  
          “I’m going to Wellesley College.” I couldn’t believe that Brennan and I were going to be within miles of each other next year. What a wonderful coincidence.
          “Hey, that’s great,” he responded with genuine enthusiasm. “Maybe we can book the same flight home at Thanksgiving, so I can be there for you to offer moral support.”
          “I’m going to hold you to that.” I held his eyes with mine, so that he would know I was serious. It would take away some of the anxiety to have Brennan there with me.  
          “I’m counting on it,” he said smiling, making my insides turn to mush.  
          Needing something else to focus on, I held my popcorn out to him, “Do you want some?”
          “Sure, thanks.” He grabbed a handful.
          Suddenly the lights dimmed and the movie began. We didn’t hold hands like we did earlier that afternoon, but I did remember to brush up against him several times, causing my heart to quicken. I was so distracted by his nearness that I found it impossible to follow the movie. Instead I mapped out the remaining steps in my head,