The phone rings. It's Dan. I can hear Angela laughing in the background. "I'm coming to pick you up," he says. "Um... okay?" "Just meet me outside." I'm not quite sure that my parents are okay with me leaving at 9:30 at night, but they don't protest. I run outside as they're pulling up and hop in the backseat; Angela's sister is there too
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