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She took a deep shuddering breath.
“You’re gonna be around all those brains. Those Yale guys. All wanting to get laid.”
“Hey, now you’re doing it.”
“I know. It’s just that I’ve been thinking about it all week. It sucks.”
“I get why you can’t come to Nebraska with me. Sort of.”
“We’ve been over this,” she said.
“I know, I know.”
“Graduating from Yale is as big a deal in the writing world as you graduating from Nebraska is in the football world. You’ll be playing with the best of the best. And I’ll be competing with the best of the best.”
“I get it. Don’t have to like it though.”
“Besides, our parents would kill us.”
“We’re eighteen. We can do what we want.”
“My parents would never pay the tuition at Nebraska.”
“If we got married, maybe you could get a scholarship, too,” he said.
“Nick. I love you. I’d marry you in a heartbeat. But I don’t want to go to Nebraska. All my life I’ve been working my butt off to get into Yale. And I made it.”
“It’s great. I know. But, well. You know.”
“Yeah. I know.”
They clung together, sharing body warmth, awash in moonlight until almost daylight.
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