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music was so loud I could hardly hear my own thoughts, and drunken teenagers were falling all over the place. This was exact the reason why I hated parties. I’ve never been into making myself look like an idiot for other people’s entertainment.  I looked around for the perfect place to take up residency for the night. It didn’t take long for me to push my way through the crowd and find a somewhat quiet area in the backyard. I managed to hide for a couple of hours before I saw Chris Stuart making his way towards me. He was definitely the last person I felt like dealing with tonight. The poor guy has been asking me out since seventh grade, and we used to be friends until I figured out that he didn’t have the word no in his vocabulary.
    “There you are.” He sat next to me.
    “Hi, Chris.”
    “I brought you a drink.” He handed me a cup.
    “I still don’t drink.”
    “I know. It’s only soda.” He smiled.
    “Well, in that case, thank you.”
    “So I hear you and Erin are heading out for the summer.”
    “Yeah, we leave in a couple of days.”
    “Well, I know at least one person who is going to miss you.”
    “I don’t think my dad will miss me that much, since he’s never home.”
    “Ouch.” He recoiled, grabbing at his chest.
    “Oh, you meant you.” I smiled.
    “I can’t believe you didn’t know that.”
    “Yeah, well, you know me—not the brightest one in the bunch.”
    “Will you write to me?” he asked.
    “About what?”
    “Anything.”
    “Maybe I’ll send you a postcard.”
    “One day, Sophie Watters, you’ll realize we are meant for each other,” he said.
    I didn’t respond since I knew this conversation had just turned down a road I still didn’t plan on going down with him.
    “I should go find Erin.” I stood up, breaking the awkwardness of the moment.
    “Tell her goodbye for me.”
    “I will. Have a good summer.” I walked away before he could say anything else.
    I spent the next hour searching the entire house for Erin, only to find her bent over in the driver’s seat of her car.
    “What happened?”
    “Adam broke up with me!” she cried.
    “Again. Exactly how many times is that now?”
    “A little sympathy, please,” she said with tears rolling down her face.
    “Sorry. Why did he break up this time?”
    “Sophie!” she shouted.
    “Why don’t you tell me all about it while I drive home ?”
    I was more than happy when she agreed, since it meant we were leaving and I didn’t feel like sitting in the driveway all night while she told me why she and Adam had broken up for the hundredth time.
    “So what happened?” I asked, once we started driving.
    “He said that he didn’t want to be tied down to someone who wasn’t going to here,” she started. “Can you believe that? I stuck by him the whole week he was gone for spring break, and now he won’t stay with me because I’m going to be gone just a few weeks longer than he was.”
    “Erin, we’re going to be gone for eight weeks,” I reminded her.
    “I know that, but he doesn’t.”
    “You didn’t tell him how long you were going to be gone?”
    “No, I did. I just took off a few weeks.”
    “So you lied.”
    “I wouldn’t call it lying. I just didn’t tell him the whole truth.”
    “That would be lying.”
    “Not if he doesn’t know I was lying.”
    “Honestly, I wouldn’t worry about it anyways. You’re probably going to meet someone in Italy.”
    “Yeah, I know I will. It’s just the point.”
    I listened to her the rest of the way home, trashing Adam and trying to convince both of us that he didn’t deserve her. Something I already knew.
    * * * * *
    My heart sank when we drove up to my dark and very lonely looking house. Even though I knew my dad wasn’t due home until morning, a little part of me was hoping I would see his car in the driveway, and there would be at least one light on when I got home. This would be my first night alone in the house since my mom died.
    My Aunt