Tally, I’m really not sure which curse word to choose at this point. I feel like we all exhausted our favorite one this weekend so much, it lost its power. I hate to even ask how Mem's doing at this point, as I already know it’s pretty much impossible for the answer to be “good.” I thought for a minute that Gray might beat me up when I got to English class today, as he came straight up to me and asked in that deep, commanding version of his otherwise chill, stoner voice, “Where did she go yesterday, Kai?” He’s already asked me at least five times; I’m not telling him. I’m sure he’ll find out eventually, but it’s not my place; it’s hers. I still can’t believe she did it. I mean, it sucks, but that really is love right there, you know? And judging by how clearly he cares about where sh

