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Chapter Ten<br />
October 7, about 8:00 a.m.<br />
Dear Diary,<br />
I'm writing this during trig class, and I just hope Ms. Halpern doesn't see me.<br />
I didn't have time to write last night, even though I wanted to. Yesterday was a crazy, mixed-up<br />
day, just like the night of the Homecoming Dance. Sitting here in school this morning I almost feel<br />
like everything that happened this weekend was a dream. The bad things were so bad, but the good<br />
things were so very, very good.<br />
I'm not going to press criminal charges against Tyler. He's suspended from school, though, and<br />
off the football team. So's Dick, for being drunk at the dance. Nobody is saying so, but I think a lot<br />
of people think he was responsible for what happened to Vickie. Bonnie's sister saw Tyler at the<br />
clinic yesterday, and she said he had two black eyes and his whole face was purple. I can't help<br />
worrying about what's going to happen when he and Dick get back to school. They have more<br />
reason than ever to hate Stefan now.<br />
Which brings me to Stefan. When I woke up this morning I panicked, thinking, "What if it all isn't<br />
true? What if it never happened, or if he's changed his mind?" And Aunt Judith was worried at<br />
breakfast because I couldn't eat again. But then when I got to school I saw him in the corridor by<br />
the office, and we just looked at each other. And I knew. Just before he turned away, he smiled, sort<br />
of wryly. And I understood that, too, and he was right, it was better not to go up to each other in a<br />
public hallway, not unless we want to give the secretaries a thrill.<br />
We are very definitely together. Now I just have to find a way to explain all this to JeanClaude.<br />
Ha-ha.<br />
What I don't understand is why Stefan isn't as happy about it as I am. When we're with each<br />
other I can feel how he feels, and I know how much he wants me, how much he cares. There's an<br />
almost desperate hunger inside him when he kisses me, as if he wants to pull the soul out of my<br />
body. Like a black hole that.<br />
Still October 7, now about 2:00 p.m.<br />
Will, a little break there because Miss Halpern caught me. She even started to read what I'd<br />
written out loud, but then I think the subject matter steamed her glasses up and she stopped. She<br />
was Not Amused. I'm too happy to care about minor things like flunking trigonometry.<br />
Stefan and I had lunch together, or at least we went off into a corner of the field and sat down<br />
with my lunch. He didn't even bother to bring anything, and of course as it turned out I couldn't
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