Chapter Eight
July 8th
Sometimes I wonder if anyone in this town really likes me. It’s been harder making friends than I thought it would be. Somehow, I thought in a small town where everyone knew everyone else it would be easy meeting people. It may be easy meeting them, but it sure isn’t easy to establish relationships. Maybe they’re just a little suspicious of outsiders, or maybe it’s the fact that I’ve got a different attitude, coming from a big city.
And then sometimes I wonder if they don’t like me because someone is making sure they don’t like me. Gwen is one of them. She’s already confronted me because of her own jealousy. She hates that I spend so much time with him and is sure that I’ve been as bewitched by his blue eyes as she has. I told her we were only friends and she did
