Chapter 7When I got home, all I could think about was Becca. My mom was in bed, Erin was doing homework, so I got online and looked for WhiskeyMind and updated her on everything.
Good luck, she typed. And just know, even if this doesn’t work out, you’re still being true to who you are.
But I just knew it was going to work out. I used my writing skills to write Becca a note, not a love note really, but one telling her how she was a great friend and how much I appreciated her. I thought about more gifts I could buy her, and wondered about different activities we could do, hopefully with just the two of us.
The next day, before band started, I handed Becca my note and a bottle of her favorite perfume, Curve. My plans seemed to be working before she even read the note.
“Do you want to spen
