I’m not late getting up for school this morning. In fact, I’m so early it’s ridiculous. It took me forever to get to sleep last night because all I could think about was Siegfried. I’m still having trouble believing the things we did.

There’s been one major problem, though, and that’s all the text messages Dalton’s been sending me. He texted saying he was sorry he was a dick and that he’s just going through some things. He also said he wanted to make it up to me, but I didn’t respond to any of it. What am I supposed to say? Sorry, I was never really into you but...