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"I cannot believe you pulled this off!" Brandon was saying as we sat on the sofa in his apartment, a pizza on the coffee table in front of us. If you really are what you eat, then I'm dating a slice of pepperoni with extra cheese.

"Me neither," I admitted, dusting my hands off on a napkin. The TV was on, but we weren't really watching it. The fact that it was almost 7:00 in the evening and I wasn't counting the minutes until I had to rush back downstairs before curfew was very freeing. Also, we had a lot to talk about. "Hannah will be checking on me every night, though. I'm not sure if she'll actually come over or just request visuals so she can make sure I'm home."

"Well, that's no big deal. You've been making it back by 11:00 every evening anyhow."