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I thought about what that guy said. I thought it long and hard. And my guilt won me over and I decided to have a "talk" with her.

I go to the office. The lady at the computer seems to be talking on the phone while typing. She looks up at me.

"In just a minute, hon," She pops the bubble gum in her mouth with a loud pop and continues typing and chatting with whoever was on the other end of the phone.

I make sure she isn't looking and continue further into the office. I peer into the principal's office and see he isn't there. I quickly go in and see the computer is on. Good.

I click on an icon and pull up all of the students' data. I type in Quinn and just my luck her data shows up.

I look at her locker number and combination. I grab for one of the pens and quickly write it down on my hand. I click off the icon and return where everything was.

I speed walk my way out and pass the lady whom was still "busy".

I make my way to first period just in time before the tardy bell rang. As the lesson goes on, I try to keep my breathing level.

I can't believe I just did that...

And for her too...

Something's wrong with me...I need to find out why.