This is the worst day of my life! Yesterday I slept over Michele's house. Jeremy and his friend came over at 10:30pm. I ran around, and still didn't see him. Well he sure did see Michele. He asked her what she would do if he asked her out. Now Jeremy and I are
just friends. Michele said they talked about me. I wonder what they said. I can't believe I found this out from Justin, who heard from Greta, who Michele told.
Dave stared at me on the bus today.
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