Well, here I am at the café opposite the school waiting for Connor.
I've pretty much sobered up since.. ehem.. that night. Him and I haven't had the chance to meet at all because of our busy schedules but I've finally been able to make time this Friday. Which is today.
Even though I have a pink sweater on right now it's practically freezing. So I blow into my hands and rub them together to generate some heat. I don't have a handkerchief, they feel soggy. When did even start sweating?
I'm more nervous than I thought apparently. Not without good reason though. The more I find out about Valerie the more I realize I don't even know her. We practically grew up together and yet I feel like she's become a completely different person.
Even though a big part of me wants to get to the bottom o
