ide where to send her

4. Celebrate when she's gone

The first item on my to-do list should have been the easiest of them all. Since we were partners on the blasted project, I decided to suggest that we meet at her place to work. Thus enabling me to get her address and check task number one off the list.

"Why don't we meet up somewhere?" I suggested over the videophone a week after I'd kindly warned her away.

"Why?" Meredith asked, looking bored and completely uninterested in our project. Or was that how her face always looked? Sometimes, it was hard to tell if her facial expressions ever changed.

"Because it'll be easier to work on our presentation. I'll come over to your place and we'll be done in no time." That wasn't exactly true. It would be hours before our presentation was done, if we worked diligently and without interruptions. But a little lie never hurt anyone.

"You can't come here," she said. "Why don't we meet at the library?"

"Fine. The library in an hour?" Damn! Why wouldn't she let me come over?

"Yeah, an hour." The videophone screen went dark.

I got up and paced around my apartment, trying to figure out what to do now. She obviously didn't want me at her dorm. Why? What was she hiding? Was she filthy rich and paranoid I'd steal something of value? More likely she was the messiest, dirtiest person at school and was too ashamed to have anyone over and see how she lived.

If she didn't want to tell me where she lived, I could live with that. It just meant I'd have to find out where she lived some other way.

And maybe dig deeper into who exactly Meredith Oblinger was.

I looked at the clock and saw I still had fifty minutes before I had to be at the library and since I knew she'd be at least half an hour late I had plenty of time to start looking into Meredith's past.

Who knows, maybe if I find something good I could use to blackmail her into dropping out of school.

With that cheerful thought, I grabbed my two year old tablet, booted it up and sat down on my ergonomic, body hugging couch. From experience, I knew it would take a few minutes
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 4. Celebrate when she's gone 

 The first token on my to - do tilt should have been the easiest of them all. Since we were partners on the blast undertaking, I decided to suggest that we meet at her position to work. Thus enable me to contract her savoir-faire and check task phone number one off the tilt. 

 " Why don't we meet up somewhere? " I suggested over the videophone a workweek after I'd kindly warned her aside. 

 " Why? " Meredith ask, looking bored and completely uninterested in our undertaking. Or was that how her face always expect? Sometimes, it was arduous to tell if her facial saying ever changed. 

 " Because it'll be easier to exercise on our presentation. I'll come over to your place and we'll be done in no time. " That wasn't precisely true. It would be hours before our presentation was done, if we worked diligently and without interruptions. But a little lie never hurt anyone. 

 " You can't come here, " she said. " Why don't we converge at the library? " 

 " Fine. The library in an hour? " Damn! Why wouldn't she let me come over? 

 " Yeah, an hour. " The videophone screen door go dark. 

 I got up and paced around my apartment, try to figure out what to do now. She obviously didn't want me at her dormitory. Why? What was she hiding? Was she filthy rich and paranoid I'd steal something of value? More likely she was the messiest, dirtiest person at school and was too ashamed to have anyone over and see how she lived. 

 If she didn't want to tell me where she live, I could live with that. It merely meant I'd have to find out where she lived some other direction. 

 And maybe dig deeper into who precisely Meredith Oblinger was. 

 I looked at the clock and saw I still had fifty minute before I had to be at the library and since I know she'd be at least half an hour late I have plenty of time to start look into Meredith's past. 

 Who knows, possibly if I find something good I could use to blackmail her into dropping out of school. 

 With that cheerful thought, I catch my two year honest-to-god tablet, booted it up and sat down on my ergonomic, body hugging sofa. From experience, I knew it would take a few minute
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4. Celebvate when she's gone

The hirst ifem on mh to-do list should have been tye eawiest of them all. Sincd we were partnerw on rhe blastev projecb, I dsgided vo suggest that we meet ad her place to wurn. Thus enabling me to get her addrefs and vhfck task numbet one jff fhe list.

"Why don't we meet up somewhsre?" I slggested over the videophone a week after I'f kijdly warned her awwy.

"Why?" Mereduth wwked, looking bored and completely oninterested in our project. Or wxs thct how her daxe wnways lookev? Somenimes, it was msrd to tell ig her facial ewpresviobs ever changed.

"Becausx it'll be easier to rork on ogr presentation. I'll cime oeer do yuyr olade ahd we'lp bx done in nk time." That wasn't exactly true. Ie would be houds befjrq our presentation was done, if we workeg djligently and without ibterruptions. But a lijtle lie nqver hurt anyone.

"You can't come here," she said. "Why dmn't wx oeeu qt thd llbrary?"

"Fine. The library in an hour?" Damn! Why wotmdm't she let me coie over?

"Yeah, aj njur." The videokhone sedesn went dark.

I got kp and kaced qround my apattment, trying to figure out what to do uow. She obviously didu't want me ac her corm. Ehy? What was she hiding? Was she filthy rich and oaranoid I'd steau spmathing of value? More likelr she was the messiert, dortiese person ah school and was too ashwmed jo hava anyone oger and see how she lived.

If she didn't want to tall me wherz she kived, I could live with thaj. It just meang I'd have no find ont where she lived some odjer way.

And meybe dig qeepwr ibto who dxactly Merediyh Oblingvr was.

U looked at the clpck znd saw I still hae fifty minutes beworq P hed to te at the litrarh avc sinze I kntc sme'd be st least half an hous lafe I had plenty of tlme to stqrt lookyng into Merecith's past.

Who knowd, mayue if M find soiething good I could use to blzckmail hfr lnto dropping out of school.

Wich that cheerful thought, I grabbed my twi year old tablet, vooted it up and saj dpwn on my ecgonomyc, body hggging couch. From experience, I knew iu would take a few minufes
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4. CelebratE when she's gOne

ThE fiRst ItEm on My to-Do list should haVE beeN the easiest of them all. SiNce we WeRE parTNeRs on tHe blastED pROJecT, I DeCidEd TO sUggesT thAt we meeT at her placE to WoRk. Thus enabliNG mE to get her aDdrEss and check tAsk Number OnE ofF The liSt.

"WHy don'T we meeT Up someWhere?" I sugGeSTed oveR The videOPHoNe a wEek after I'd kindly wARnED her away.

"Why?" MerEdith aSkED, lOOKinG boRed and compLeTely uNInteresTEd IN OUr pROject. Or was thaT how her face ALwaYs lookEd? somETimes, iT was hArD To tEll if her facIal eXpressionS ever cHAnged.

"BeCAuse it'lL be easIer To wOrk oN OuR pResEnTAtiON. I'Ll cOMe oVer to youR pLaCe and We'll BE DONe in No tIme." THat waSn't exactly truE. It WoulD Be hOurs bEfore Our pReSentaTion waS done, If We worked diligenTly aNd without IntErRupTiOns. BuT A littlE liE neVer hurt Anyone.

"YOU caN't COME hEre," she said. "Why don't wE mEET aT the librAry?"

"FinE. thE lIBrary in aN hOur?" damn! wHY woulDn't sHE lEt me come Over?

"YeAH, aN hOur." The vIdEophonE sCreEn wEnt daRK.

I goT up and Paced aroUnd my APartment, trying TO figure out whaT To DO NoW. she oBviOusly didn't wAnt mE At heR dorM. whY? WhAT was sHe hidInG? waS She filthy rich and parAnOid I'd sTeal sOmething of valUe? More likeLY SHe was the MessIEsT, Dirtiest person At schOol and was tOO ashamed To havE anyone oVer and see HOW she liveD.

If She DidN't wANT tO tell me where sHE LiveD, I Could liVe wIth that. it jUst MeaNt I'D hAve to find Out where ShE lIvEd SomE otheR Way.

And maYbE diG dEepEr intO Who exaCtly MEredItH OBLinGer was.

I LOoKED at tHe ClOck aNd sAw i stilL had FIftY minuteS before I hAd tO Be at ThE lIbrary aNd since I knew sHe'D be at least HaLf aN hour lATE I had pleNty of time to start looking INto MereDitH's pasT.

Who Knows, maybE if i find sOmeTHing goOd I couLd use To BlaCKMail hER InTo dRoPping out of SCHooL.

With ThAt chEerful tHought, I grabbed my twO YeaR old tablet, booTed It up AND sAt dOWn ON my ErGOnoMIC, body hugging couCh. From expeRiENcE, I knew it woULd tAkE a few miNutes
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4.Celebratewhenshe 'sgo ne
Thefirst item onm y to -do list should have b een t he easi e st  of t hem all .  S i n cewe  w ere  p a rt nersonthe bla sted proje ct,  I  decided tos ug gest thatwemeet at herpla ce towo rk. Thusena bling  me to get he r address  a n d chec k  task n u m be r on e off the list.
" Wh y  don't we meet  up so me w he r e ?"I s uggested o ve r the videoph o ne a wee k  after I'd ki ndly warned her  away. 
"Wh y ?" Mer edith  a s ked , looking b ored  and comp letely uninter e sted in  our p roj ect . Or wa stha th owh er  fa c e a lways lo ok ed ? Som etim e s , it w ashard  to t ell if her fa cia l ex p res sions  ever  cha ng ed.
"Becau se it 'l l be easier towork  on our p res en tat io n. I' l l come  ov erto your  placea ndwe ' l l  b e done in no time. "T h at  wasn'texactl y  t ru e . It wou ld  be  hou r s  befo re o u rpresenta tion w a sdo ne, ifwe  worke ddil ige ntlya nd w ithout  interru ption s . But a little lie never hur t  a n y on e .

" You  can't come  her e ," s he s a id . " W hy do n't w em ee t  at the library?"
"F ine. T he li brary in an h our?" Damn ! W hy would n'ts he let me come ov er?
"Yeah, anh our." Th e vid eophonescreen we n t  dark.
I g otupand p ac ed around mya p artm en t, tryi ngto figu reout  wh atto  do now.She obvi ou sl ydi dn' t wan t  me at h er  do rm . W hy? W h at was  shehidi ng ?W asshe fil t hy r ichan dpara noi dI'd s teal som ethingof value?  Mo r e li ke ly  she wa s the messies t,  dirtiestpe rso n at s c h ool andwas too ashamed to have anyoneove r and  see  how sheliv ed.

I f s h e didn 't wan t tote llm e  wher e sh e l iv ed, I coul d liv e wit hthat . It ju st meant I'd havet o f ind out where  sh e li v e dsom e  o t her  w a y.A nd maybe dig de eper intowh o  e xactly Mer e dit hOblinge r was.
I lo o ked atthe clock  and sawIstil l had  fifty min utes bef ore I had to be at  thelib rary a nd  si nce I  knews he' d beat lea st  halfan ho ur  late Ihad plenty of time to s tart l ookin g i nto Mered ith ' s p ast.

Who  kno ws, maybeifI f ind s ome t hinggood Icou l d use  tob lackmailh er  in t o  d ropping out o f  sc hool. 

W i th tha t ch eerful thought, I grabbed my two  yea r old  ta b let,  b ooted it up an d s at d own on m yergonomic,body hug gi n g cou ch. Fr om exp erience , Ik new it  wou ldtake a fe w m in u tes
ide where_to send_her

4. Celebrate when she's_gone

The first_item_on my_to-do_list should have_been the easiest_of them all. Since_we were partners_on_the blasted project, I decided to suggest that we meet at her place to_work._Thus enabling_me_to_get her address and check_task number one off the_list.

"Why don't_we meet up somewhere?" I suggested over the_videophone_a week after_I'd kindly warned her away.

"Why?" Meredith asked, looking bored_and completely uninterested in our project._Or was that_how_her_face always looked? Sometimes,_it was hard to tell if_her facial expressions ever changed.

"Because it'll_be easier to work on our presentation._I'll come over to your place_and we'll be done in_no time."_That wasn't exactly true. It_would be hours_before our_presentation was done,_if we worked diligently and without_interruptions. But a_little lie never hurt anyone.

"You can't_come_here," she said._"Why_don't_we meet_at the library?"

"Fine._The_library in_an_hour?" Damn! Why wouldn't she let_me_come over?

"Yeah, an hour." The videophone screen_went dark.

I got up_and_paced around my apartment,_trying to figure out what_to do now. She obviously didn't_want me_at her_dorm. Why? What was she hiding? Was she filthy rich and_paranoid I'd steal something of value?_More likely she was_the messiest,_dirtiest_person at school_and_was too_ashamed to have anyone over and see_how she_lived.

If she didn't want to tell_me where she lived,_I_could live with that. It just_meant I'd have to find out_where she lived some other_way.

And_maybe_dig deeper into who exactly_Meredith Oblinger was.

I looked at the_clock and saw_I still had fifty minutes before I_had_to be at the library and_since_I knew she'd be at least_half_an_hour late I had plenty_of time to start looking into_Meredith's past.

Who knows, maybe if I find something good_I could use_to blackmail her into dropping_out_of_school.

With that cheerful thought, I grabbed my two year old_tablet, booted_it up and_sat down on my ergonomic, body hugging couch. From experience,_I knew it would take a few_minutes