In seventh grade,
at my birthday party in a hotel
in the dells,
my best friend met
a boy
named Phil
from Texas.
He was very sweet,
with a southern drawl.
She instantly fell in love
with him.
Well, whatever love is
at that age.
However,
she knew
she would never see him
again.
She was crushed.
She didn't even want to smile.
So,
we decided that night,
to make a pact with another girl,
that the three of us
would not get boyfriends, or
fall in love,
until we all could at the same time.
So no one would feel excluded or invalid.
This week I found out she is pregnant.
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