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Now, fifteen el, and I have yet to touch mine

I can’t eat

I’ I still don’t knohether Matthethorne read my diary

Co me that he wouldn’t have had tiht and was at my apartment door at the crack of dawn The devilish voice inside ofme that before he cah it, stopping to read the juiciest bits

That would include the entry I o where I described how I’d blow him

“Faith,” Gwynn interrupts y Stein”

I didn’t hear it It’s no wonder since I’ into the eyes of the man I’m hopelessly infatuated with

“What?” I pick up half a bagel

I ht as well eat while I contemplate what Gwynn is about to ask me

“Do you think she’s fucking that hottieher with?”

I suck in a breath just as I s

Coughing h my next few heartbeats, I shake my head and mumble a one-word response, “No”

“I think you’re wrong,” she says, ignoring the fact that I’

I cough h two deep breaths until I finally feel the food slip down ht”

That’son my part For all I know, Dr Hawthorne was on his way back froht

“She seeer “Introverted isn’t the word I’ for Stuck up doesn’t fit Help me out here, Faith”

“Professor Stein is highly intelligent,” I offer

Gwynn chuckles “I can’t disagree with that, but she doesn’t seem like she’d be his type”

Since I don’t want to delve into what Dr Hawthorne’s type is, I change the subject “Do you want to start withquestions at me?”

“I’ll always prefer to be on the receiving end,” she says with a wink “Throw your toughest questions at me I’m ready”

School is my safe place, but today it was pure torture

I sat through three lectures, including one given by Professor Stein I listened intently to every word she said, but the notes I typed into my tablet were useless