It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul. —Judy Garland Saturday, May 1111:30 A.M. Billy has not spoken to me since Wednesday. Sunday, May 125:43 P.M. Billy has still not spoken to me. No calls. No texts. Nothing. I went over to Brynn’s house this afternoon to ask her what she thinks about Billy not talking to me just because he kissed me and he knows I told her. Brynn says I had to tell her because I’m her best friend. Then she said that Billy is just “processing” and all he needs is a little time. I asked her how much time she thinks he needs. Brynn said she thinks he’ll talk to me at school tomorrow. She said that all the three of us ever do in school is talk, and if Billy doesn’t talk, the only thing left to do will be his schoolwork. I reminded Brynn that Billy likes doing schoolwork. She said I had a point. I guess we’ll see what tomorrow brings. Monday, May 137:47 P.M. Tomorrow, which is now today, brought nothing. The only thing Billy did at school was a lot of schoolwork.
