By the time my day was over, I was in a better mood. Last class with Liam ended with him happily accepting my invitation to watch a movie later. Part of me felt guilty for making him my second choice again, but since we were just friends I didn't really let it get to me.

He arrived with a box of microwave popcorn and a giant chocolate bar, all for me. It was hard not to love him for stuff like that.

We curled up in the empty commons in front of the TV on the puffy ...