I Take A Slow Sip Of Lukewarm

After All, How Often Do We Get A Second Chance?

A Flood Of Emotions Rushes Into Me. Pain And Anger. Sadness And Pity. But Most Surprising Of All, Hope.

And Like I Said, I Didn't Know Him Very Well, But My Ears Perked Up Whenever I Heard His Name. I Guess I Wanted To Hear Something - Anything - Juicy. Not Because I Wanted To Spread Gossip. I Just Couldn't Believe Someone Could Be That Good. If He Was Actually That Good... Wonderful. Great! But It Became A Personal Game Of Mine. How Long Could I Go On Hearing Nothing But Good Things About Clay Jensen? Normally, When A Person Has A Stellar Image, Another Person's Waiting In The Wings To Tear Them Apart. They're Waiting For That One Fatal Flaw To Expose Itself. But Not With Clay.

Why Does It Say She Has Three Hundred And Twenty Friends?" Josh Asks. "who Has That Many Friends?

Maybe It Didn’t Seem Like A Big Deal To You Zach. But Now, I Hope You Understand. My World Was Collapsing. I Needed Those Notes. I Needed Any Hope Those Notes Might Have Offered. And You? You Took That Hope Away. You Decided I Didn’t Deserve To Have It.