‘My parents are Fed-Exing my high-school cheerleading uniform,’ she grinned at me, waiting for the response that she knew was coming.
‘Are you serious?’ I jokingly sneered. ‘That’s so token of you!’
‘It’s my last chance to wear it ever again and you’re coming!’ she replied as she menacingly pointed at my nose with a perfectly manicured nail, her blue eyes bulging with anticipation as she tried to suppress a mile-wide grin.
My sorority sister was hyperventilating over our upcoming exchange, themed ‘High-School Clich
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