Moving Out

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Annie I stayed in bed a little longer than usual. After the party, I must've caught something because I felt like s**t the next day. And I didn't even drink! "Don't go to class if you are sick. Stay home!" Sheila told me. "No, I need to be in class," I protested. "Well, suit yourself, but you don't look so good, and I won't be here with you." That's right, Sheila was going to Spain for her study abroad program. Shoot, I'll be so lonely. "I'll be fine." But I wasn't fine. I could barely concentrate in class, and I felt dizzy when I finally got out to get to my job. I called James to see if he could drop me off at my apartment. There was no way I could walk back. "Hey, this is James, sorry I can't take your call right now..." Ugh! I groaned as I realized my call went straight to his

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