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[eliza_phelp]

Well, today was crap. I went to first period, even though in retrospect I probably shouldn't have, and then I skipped English because I had that with Bill, who, coincidentally, I got locked on the roof with. I think we worked some stuff out; we can both go to English, at least. Weird people at this school, I'll say that. Anyway, I went to the Nurse

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[burning_blake]

I've been looking at this over and over, trying to figure out what the hell Aphra was talking about. I honestly don't think I told her anything about it.

I do remember running into her the day after you and I met in the cafe--I was wiped out and probably looked like shit. She asked me what was wrong, I tried to put her off with something vague, but this apparently just made her think I had something to hide, so she started asking questions. I didn't name any names at any point, and I didn't think I gave away any identifying features, but I guess she must have seen your post and the comments to it and drawn her own conclusions. Also, a lot of people saw us running around and acting weird at the cafe, and who knows? They might even have heard us talking there.

Moreover, now that I've looked it over, she hasn't actually said anything that a canny person couldn't infer from your post and comments.

The irony is that today I was thinking of talking to her about some other sensitive although not exactly secret stuff--unrelated to you. But I certainly don't intend to now.

[eliza_phelp]

Okay, okay. Fine. I grant you that. She could figure out some of it on her own. But there are some things she's said that are really... coming across as if she knows more than she ought. Reread her first comment. I've gone through my journal and comments, and I'm not sure what would have tipped her off to so much. It sounds like she's making most of it up, but if she is... that's even worse.

[burning_blake]

I'm guessing that she just assumed based on the things you say and the way you act...also she has issues of her own that she may be projecting onto you. I don't know.

[eliza_phelp]

Maybe. Meet for coffee later?

[burning_blake]

Sure. I should stop breathing paint fumes for an hour or so anyway...

[eliza_phelp]

Great. Sweet Inklings in twenty minutes?

[burning_blake]

Okay.