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"Yes-Jane-Okay, yes I understand," I stutter into the phone, Jane's voice ringing through it, listing all the things I need to know for dating Grace.
Grace had told Jane the day after, and Jane was probably nearly just as excited about the decision as I was. But now, I am sitting here listening to her rant about boundaries and manners and what not.
"Got it. Get her home before midnight, chew with my mouth closed, and try my best to keep it in my pants." I repeat her words, rolling my eyes, cringing at the awkwardness. "Thanks, Jane." I say finally, hanging up and letting out a huge breath.
I hear a light knock at my door and I stand up to go answer it. Opening it, I am greeted by Mia, who is wearing a sweater with a light up reindeer on it. There's a lollipop in her mouth and she is carrying a red gift bag.
"I saved you some candy from our class party," She hands me the bag, and I look inside to find various chocolates and gummies.
"Thanks, sis," I address. "So, was Chase there?" I wiggle my eyebrows.
Her face turns pink at the name of the boy she likes. Ever since I walked in on her gushing over him on the phone with her friend, I haven't stopped teasing her about it.
