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Charles and I posing before my junior Prom. Our first/second date. Which I'd had to ask him to by proxy, before taking the SAT, going to Disney for a week, spraining my ankle, returning to find out he'd said yes, taking the ACT, and frantically buying a dress and non-fitting shoes at the last minute. You can see my poor ankle is all wrapped up.
We had a lovely meal, the waitress fussed over us, we made a brief appearance at Prom, did not dance, left to wander romantically around downtown, then off to a starfleet party.
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Ryan and I, in front of a museum in Houston, where I sneakily met up with him on a school trip, after having Confessed to him via email, leaving him to have to call hotels around town trying to find me, and then wait for me for hours when our bus was delayed. It was the last time I ever saw him, too. If I'd been accepted to Brown...
On the back of the photograph, he's written:
"As the cherry blossom flowers, so shall we -
blooming most brightly because it knows its season is short."
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