You close your eyes, leaning back against the cool car seat, and wondering why you said never ever ever.  Wondering why you’re so attracted to him in spite of the childish personality, the lack of social skills, the cocky behavior. 

            Now your eyes drift towards the overnight bag that you so naively packed.  You toss it unceremoniously into the back, start the car, and pull out of your space, distancing yourself physically and emotionally from the gambling, the booze, and the other woman. Because you were in high school the last time you felt this jealous.  And it scares you.