"I've been home for winter break. And you remember
Imogen Howe
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"Man. Fucking. Always some fucking thing isn't it?! Sorry man. I gotta go. Someone's knocking at my door. Call me later and tell me what's been going on okay? For real."
Alan felt stupid. Had Aaron heard the name? Probably not. But if he had... then Alan felt even more stupid. This reminded him of something in high school. Like this had happened before.
He went into the house. His mom was watching Spanish lessons on Youtube. Pronouncing phrases after the video prompts.
"Hi!"
Alan wondered. Could he tell his mom? Was he old enough now that he could talk about his crushes with her? Probably. But he didn't want to. Though he wanted to tell someone.
