I explained my feelings of resentment that our situation had driven, and told her that the time apart made me realize that I had the choice not to be ...ith her if that is what I wanted. Knowing I had the choice somehow made the resentment and trapped feelings dissipate. I told her that I loved her and wanted to make everything right with us again. She told me how much she missed me and wanted for us to be together.Tears, cuddling, and necking followed. Her parents were due home soon, so it. “Shall we dance?” Kristin asked, locking the door.“What dance music would you like?”“How about Piano Man by Billy Joel.”I nodded and got up and went to the stereo and removed the Slade album and replaced it with Piano Man. I set the tone arm on the platter, and Travelin’ Prayer came from the small speakers. I walked back to Kristin and stood in front of her.“Vertical or horizontal?” I asked.“Horizontal!” she declared playfully. “Unless you decided to go steady over break.”“I didn’t.”“Good, then. She pulled the glass back out and thunked it on the low counter on her side of the bar, the cubes tinkling inside. “No. Do I worry you?” Randy grinned. “With the way you keep throwing around glassware? Maybe a little.” Jasmine’s eyes flicked upward, catching the stranger’s smile and returning it. She went back to making the drink. “So are you going to do that shot with me?” Pulling away the paper wrapper of the straw, she plunged it into the nearly full cup and slid it across the bar. She. ”“Hey! that could be possible. My syllabus also has the algebra you are studying in some basic level. You can join me with my studies and I can help you with your studies, while it could be a brush up for my basics.”This was my opportunity. I couldn’t turn it down. A perfect opportunity.I simply nodded.“Okay! so tomorrow, afterschool 3 pm. Okay!”I simply nodded.The next day, I reached home from school earlier than usual. Normally I would be killing time with my friends, but I just couldn’t be.