One day, you get to class early and find Becky sitting alone on her side of the room. You find a seat next to her, and smile at her nervously as she says hello. Taking a few deep, slow, breaths, hormones already making your heart pump faster due to your proximity to her, you try to remember what it was you had decided to say to her. You had rehearsed it over and over to yourself, and now that you had a chance to say it to her...could you...time was running out before more kids showed up...
"Uh...um, Becky?" you stammer.
"Yeah Ryan?" she says, turning toward you with a smile.
"Er, hey, I was wondering, um, you are free around one, right?"
Becky's face wrinkles in thought. "Hmmm, yeah, I am. How come?"
Deep breath. In...out...
"Well, I have been reading about things, and...um...would you like to try swallowing me?" you blurt out, your volume dropping off as you feel your pounding heart rise up into your throat, choking off the words.
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