While I’m driving home with my mother, I think about the goodbye Meg gave me.

Before my mom picked me up, Meg insisted on staying with me until my mom’s car pulled up. For a while we were silent, but then she pecked me on the cheek. I blush as I think about this. I don't know if it was a ‘get better soon’ kiss or an ‘i like you’ kiss.

When I see her tomorrow I won't know how to act around her! I'm pretty sure I looked as red as a tomato because Meg giggled when she looked at my face. My face feels like its going to burn off if i don't think of something ese, so i decide to think about the stuff i'm missing