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Today was interesting. I ended up skipping most of fourth block so I could talk to an old friend. I suppose it all started when I was wondering through the hallways and I bumped into Stephanie. I could tell that she was upset so I asked her what was wrong and her response was, "Do you trust me enough to let me barrow your car?" I trusted her enough but I was low on gas so I told her that I would walk with her and listen to whatever she had to say. So we walked around the parking lot for awhile then we sat on a bench outside and she explained that she was having trouble at home and her boyfriend had gotten into a lot of trouble over the weekend. I honestly didn't know how to react to the things that she was telling me because part of me still pictured her as "innocent little Stephanie who was my best friend in middle school." I guess we've changed even though we had promised that we wouldn't. I just feel like it's my fault that she's the way that she is. Like if we hadn't of drifted apart when we entered high shchool maybe things would be different. I don't know.