The Morgane le Fay dress hung all by itself in the living room closet。
Vanessa shrugged。 ?I?m returning it。?
Aaron went over to the dress and pulled the hanger off the rail; twirling it around to get the full
effect of the dress。 ?Put it on;? he suggested; holding it out to her。
She shook her head。 ?I already tried it on a couple of times。 Besides graduation; I don?t have
anywhere else to wear it。?
Aaron hung on to the dress。 ?Look;? he began。 ?I kind of don?t think it?s a good idea for you to
e with me。 First of all; with Mookie I kind of don?t have any more room in my car。 Second of
all; I?ve kind of known for a while that you and Dan have kind of been hanging out a lot。?
Kind of。
Vanessa crossed her arms over her chest; all of a sudden feeling a little too large or a little too
stupid or a little too something she couldn?t quite place。 Heknew ? But hadn?t she and Dan been
totally discreet?
You call having sex in broad daylight on a rooftop discreet?!
?I?m sorry;? she managed to utter。 It was all she could think of。
?It?s okay。 But you should have told me when I tried to give you this。? Aaron held out the corny
silver joined…hearts lovefriendship ring。 ?I found it in a drawer with the serving spoons。? He
didn?t even look that upset; which made Vanessa feel even worse。 Obviously she?d been paying
so little attention that he?d had time to think about this and get over it。 But aside from feeling
terrible; she was also totally relieved。
Aaron held up the dress again and twirled it around on its hanger。 ?I also kind of think you don?t
want to miss graduation。 You love those girls;? he added gently; sounding only slightly gay。
?Yeah; right;? Vanessa agreed sarcastically; but again she felt totally relieved。 She could wear the
dress even though she was supposed to hate white。 She could sit next to Blair and make fun of Mrs。
M and finally graduate; and the whole class would get drunk together afterwards; even though
they were all supposed to hate each other。
Okay; maybe she did love those girls just a little bit。
Aaron waggled the dress in front of her。 ?You know you want to。?
Vanessa snorted and snatched it out of his hands; catching him in a hug as she did so。 ?Don?t
think you?re getting away without kissing me good…bye。 I don?t know when I?m ever going to see
you again。?
She kissed him quickly on the lips and then pressed her forehead into his warm; familiar shoulder;
her body a bundle of nerves。 She was breaking up with her boyfriend; she was about to graduate;
there was a party to go to; and a whole four years at NYU awaited her; with no more stupid
flicking uniforms!
Yippee! Except; hasn?t she sort of forgotten about someone?
Vanessa changed into her dress right in front of Aaron; feeling almost sisterly toward him now
that they were broken up。 She still loved him and probably always would。 But the great thing