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Day 18
     
    Dear Diary,
     
    My prediction came true today.  It’s been a few days since the last time that I wrote in my diary because of all the homework I’ve had (I’ve really been letting it pile up… this has to stop!  It’s keeping me from talking on the phone with Sharon anymore).  But you remember what I said about the peace with Kristy not lasting long?  Yup, I was right.
    Today I walked into school to find a bunch of people all around my locker.  I thought that they were probably waiting for one of the girls that have a locker right next to mine, or close to it.  But when I got closer, it was pretty clear what they were there for.
    There was a sign taped to my locker that said, “Do you really think this is all that great, Kyle?”  And under that kind sentence was a photograph of me where I most definitely didn’t look good.  Even though I had never seen that picture before, I recognized it instantly as one that was taken at a pool party that I went to at the end of the school party.  The party had been at Kristy’s house, and her mom was the only one with a camera, so I knew right away who had put the sign on my locker.
    I won’t go in to too much detail, but we’ll just say that I was eating cake in a bikini.  My hair was a wild mess because I can never keep it nice while I’m swimming.  I was a lot chubbier then, and didn’t look so great in the bikini—add the chocolate cake around my lips, and it was a nightmare.
    All my life, I don’t think that I have ever been so humiliated.  And that’s saying something, because I’m not the most graceful person, and I have been known to trip and fall just standing still.  But I couldn’t get close enough to my locker to be able to take down the picture in time.  I noticed that Kyle had already made his way close enough to see it.
    He took it in, and searched the crowd, until he had found where I was.  Our eyes met for just a moment, and I’m not entirely sure what expression was there.  I didn’t stay long enough.
    I could tell easily enough that the expression held in his eyes was not a good one.  As soon as I saw that, I knew that I was done.  I made a run for it, and I didn’t stop until I had made it to the nurse’s office.  Okay, I’m not happy with what I did next, but I faked sick to get to go home.  I told the nurse that I was terribly, horribly sick, and that I wouldn’t be able to make it through the day.
    She gave me a cool cloth to put on my head and took me to a private room with a bed and told me to lie down and rest until my mom got there.  I sat there for a while, thinking about ways to get out of ever going to school again, until my Mom came.
    So that’s why I’m home before lunch on a school day.  I couldn’t handle staying there or having to face Kyle again; especially not right after he saw that terrible picture of me.  It was so embarrassing!  I don’t think that I will be able to go to school ever again.
     

Day 18, continued
     
    Dear Diary,
     
    So, I needed to log another entry in here because something exciting happened.  I can’t write for long, because I have to go and get ready!
    It was almost time for dinner when the phone rang.  I didn’t even bother to look at the caller ID because I knew that it would be someone from school calling to make fun of me or something.  I just hit the button to let it go to the voicemail.  As the message played, I heard Kyle’s voice play out.  I can’t tell you how badly my heart skipped a beat when I realized that it was him—and then it skipped another beat when I realized that he wasn’t saying anything mean.  In fact, he was being really nice.
    I answered the phone halfway through his voicemail, because I couldn’t bear to let him hang up without me getting to talk to him.  When I answered, he told me that his parents were letting him invite me out to dinner.  It would just be the two of us.  His parents would be in the shopping center