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to love to dance, but right now, dancing is my least favorite.
    In my ninth grade year, I have depression. I won't go into further detail, because my depression is very serious. My scary looking psychiatrist tells me that if I continue with my depression, I will end up in confinement. Thankfully, I don't go into confinement and everything is suddenly fine.
    "If I could change your mind, I'd really love to break your heart! I really love to (shout) break your heart (shout)!" I sing along. Suddenly, someone stops the song, and I quickly turn around as I shockingly see Nathan stand before me. How did he get inside? He doesn't have the key! I know that Rhiannon always locks the door before leaving.
    "I really like the jacket, Inn." Nathan creates his stupid smirk across his cocky face. My insides start to churn, wanting to yell or punch him. My fist quarrels.
    I inhale, deeply. "How did you get inside?"
    Nathan takes out the spare key and shows it to me. "Spare key is always hidden on the doormat in every home." Nathan forms a smile and waves the key at my face. My face turns beef red with rage.
    Shit, now, I'm gonna have to find a new hiding spot for the spare key...
    "Well, what are you doing here? I thought you left." I ask in a serious tone. Although Nathan knows that he loves to irritate me, he's doing a fucking fantastic job. No, it's not in a good way.
    Nathan cocks his eyebrows. "Nah, I've decided to stay until school starts. However, the university that I go to doesn't want anyone to live on campus during the holidays. Oh, what is the name of the university that I'm enrolled? Um, is it Alabama State University?" Nathan taps onto his chin, while he contemplates. My eyes start twitching.
    "Don't you go to that school, Inn?" Nate asks, acting delighted to see me. He's probably doing this on purpose! He wants to be around me because he likes to torture me while he is in my presence! Why do all good things have to end?
    "Oh that's right; you do attend to that school!" Nathan exclaims, pointing his index finger up in the air. "We'll be seeing a lot from each other." Nathan concludes with a wink.
    I place the remote down. I forgot that I was holding that thing in my hand! "Look, what is your problem? You show up in this apartment, four years later after you broke up with me for a stupid reason. Yet, you want to attend at the same university as I go, just because you want to see me? Nathan, I'm your ex-girlfriend! You don't love me anymore. You don't care about me anymore!" I spat as our faces are finally inches apart. However, I hadn't realize that he started walking towards me.
    All of a sudden, that same heat starts intensifying. Whatever he's doing, he needs to quit!
    Nathan shakes as he continues to click his teeth together. "You promised me last night that we start on a clean slate. Why all of a sudden do you hate me?"
    Do I hate him? I'm not so sure.
    "Do you hate me, Inn?" he continues taunting me. He gradually motions his arm towards my face, as he gently places it there. Please, let there be a distraction so Nathan can stop taunting me!
    Of course, I hate you! That's what I should've said...
    To my success, a distraction comes to my full attention because someone knocks on the door, rapidly. I snap myself back into reality and swiftly gallop towards the front door. The heat diminishes as I continue to walk further away from him. Carefully, I open the door and find Grady with Italian food on one hand, and a bakery box on the other.
    What's the occasion? Did Rhi hypnotize Grady?
    "Whoa, what's with the Italian food and the dessert?" I ask, tapping onto the wooden floor.
    Grady rolls his gorgeous blue eyes. "Inn, you have no idea how demanding Rhiannon can be. How do you deal with her?" Grady chuckles and I join him as I let him inside the apartment.
    "Hey Nate," Grady greets and sets the food onto the table. Nathan sits beside me as Grady sits in front. "So, what were you two talking about before I arrived?" Grady wiggles