*** Later that same day, I'm on that blind dating app. "Weirdo twenty-five, huh?" I stare at the name of the person I've matched with. The compatibility rate is scary—ninety-five percent. Should I write to her? Probably. Ugh, but what do I tell her? I got on this app because Tinder is wearing
Addison Every day is the best day ever now. I'm so lucky I matched with Jason on the blind dating app. I couldn't be more thrilled. We have been talking non-stop for a couple of days now, and it feels like we are bonding. JasonNOTMomoa: So you sleep with a nightlight because you're still scared o
Addison I'm pacing my room. Jason wants us to exchange phone numbers from the app and speak on the phone. But what if he recognizes my voice immediately? Maybe I could like, speak in a low tone, or something? I want to talk to him because he is sweet on the blind dating app, but he hates my guts
I believe him, and it would feel nice to tell someone. "Okay... I will tell you my problem, but give me a minute." "Alright." I suck my lips into my mouth, trying to find words. I haven't told anyone what I'm about to say. It will be the first time these words come out, but with Jason... I don
Addison I'm working at The Coffee Beam today. The clothing code is simple. I'm dressed as a barista in a white t-shirt, a black apron, and tight dark pants that sit like glue. No joke. I'm skinny, but damn, it looks like I got even less of an ass than I already do wearing these clothes. Even my b
Addison My chest is filled with dread. I'm pacing my room, waiting for my mom to pick up her phone. It's time I told them the truth: I want to drop out of college. I have a plan. If I keep working at The Coffee Bean and work full-time for two or three, I could afford to get into a culinary scho
What if my plan is terrible? What if it all fails? What if my parents will choose to shun me from the family? Crying, I sit down in my bed. My head is spinning, and I can't stop thinking about my family, my sister, and me talking back to my mom. The future is uncertain and scary... I can't bre
Addison It's Sunday, and here I am, walking past trees on my adventure walk to Michelle and Maddox's house. I'm supposed to be Michelle's bridesmaid. It's a small wedding, and I'm like her only friend, but we are tightly knit together. I love her, and I'm happy she wanted me to be her bridesmaid.