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Day 159, Monday, January 26
Breakfast: The usual.
Lunch: My pride.
I wrote my note during lunch. Short and to the point: Can we try that again?
At the start of Mr. Fizer’s class I walked right up to Matt and handed it to him. He didn’t look at me, but he took it. He shoved it in his backpack without even reading it.
But he must have read it at some point when I wasn’t looking, because by the end of class he had a note for me. One word: Tomorrow.
It’s weird how my heart flipped a little at that. I think part of it was nerves, because now I have a whole night and day to think about what I’m going to say to him and what he might say back.
I’ll have to take the afternoon off of work at Poison Control, but it’s worth it. If I could take time off from the café to go on some makeout da
