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I had a mild anxiety attack before going to meet Skylar's mom. I wanted to look nice and I wanted to seem like a good person. I wanted Skylar's mom to like me as much as Sky did.

Finally, I was ready. I left for Sky's house, stopping only to buy his mom a cheap bouquet.

The drive wasn't that long, and soon I was standing on Sky's porch, nervously biting my lip.

I rang the doorbell and Sky opened it.

"Hey," I said, sounding a lot calmer than I felt.

"Hi," Sky replied. He opened the door wide enough for me to come in. I entered.

I handed the flowers to Skylar's mom.

She liked them, at least. That was good.

She gestured for me to sit down and I did. Skylar's mom asked me loads of questions, and I answered them best I could.

I felt relieved. Sky's mom didn't appear to hate me. That was good. It meant I could still be friends with him.

After a while, we had dinner, and it was really yummy. I learned all sorts of funny stories about Sky. His mom really loved embarrassing him.

And I really loved him.