Your face shouldn't matter in class, but your mind should. it never mattered in high school. there were a few boys who just talked to me, never asked me out. who wanted to talk to me

But Darrin wanted to.  I told him I was in love with Mike La Course.   funny, a few years later, when we were in college, a few of us from high school got together, no idea where, in a bar in the middle of nowhere, but relatively close to DeWitt, and him and me talked and smoked outside a long time, then we were all leaving, and him and me made out in the back seat, tried to go all the way, but really couldn't in the car.  so rude of us.  Holly was driving, someone else was in the passenger seat, and it was even my car, since I was too drunk to drive.

saw Darrin again when he owned a coffee shop in Iowa City, went in there after not going back to Country Kitchen after the manager told me my black pants weren't long enough, go home and change, pretty sure I didn't have another pair, and thought it was bullshit anyway.  don't know what he was thinking, that place was always packed.  When I was in Darrin's coffee shop, he was happy to see me, but there was a young woman in there who was eyeing me, questioning me.  I think she was in love with him.  I didn't want to get in the way, so I never went back.