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As we walked out of the café, the four of us together, Greg was still holding my hand. Amanda widened her eyes at me and I couldn’t even widen back. It’s like I was sleepwalking.
That’s exactly what it felt like. I was very, very tired. Like I’d run a marathon and was now relaxing in a tub. My limbs were buzzing and weak. I think I was in shock.
Amanda must have thought so, too, because she managed to pull me aside for a minute while the guys walked on ahead.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded.
“Cat, look at me.” I did. “What’s going on?”
“I think he likes me.”
“Der. Do you like him?”
“I have no idea.”
“Do you want to ride home with him?
“Yeah, I guess so,” I said.
“Because if you’re nervous at all—”
“I’m completely nervous!” I answered. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“I told Jord
