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      I’M REALLY

      SO …

      DON’T WORRY, I WAS

       SLEEP-WALKING. I NEEDED

       AN ADRENALIN KICK!

      SO,

       THANKS!

      I SEE YOU LIKE TO READ.

      WHAT YEAR ARE YOU?

      SOPHOMORE, LIT

       MAJOR. AND YOU?

      SENIOR, SCIENCE

       MAJOR.

      BUT YOU’RE IN A HURRY. I

       DON’T WANT TO HOLD YOU UP.

       WE CAN TALK LATER

       IF YOU WANT.

      THANKS.

      WHAT’S YOUR

       NAME, BY THE

      WAY?

      THOMAS

      I’M

       CLEMENTINE

      I KNOW

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      October 27th, 1994

      Today I

      am meeting

      Thomas.

      All of my girlfriends are

       pushing me to go out with

       him, but only because he’s

       super cute, and he’s a senior.

      My heart beats fast

       when I think about

       what’s about to happen.

       I’m a bit scared.

      I have no idea

       what’s going to

       happen …

      But my intuition…

      … is telling me

      that today is

       going to be a

      big day.

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      Teen problems

       seem trivial to

      other people. But

       when you’re alone

      and smack in

       the middle of

      one, how are you

       supposed to know

      what to do?

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      I’VE MADE YOU

       SOME COFFEE,

       EMMA.

      THANK

       YOU,

       FABIENNE.

      PLEASE FORGIVE MY HUSBAND.

      YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THAT HE’S

      HAVING TROUBLE ACCEPTING THE ROLE

      YOU PLAYED IN OUR DAUGHTER’S LIFE.

      I DON’T THINK YOU’LL SEE

      HIM BEFORE DINNER.

      JUST TELL HIM THAT IF I HAD

       BEEN A GUY, CLEM WOULD

       HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH

       ME ANYWAY.

      UH …

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      (SIGH)

       FORGET

      IT …

      THINKING LIKE THAT

       ISN’T GOING TO MAKE

       IT EASIER.

      I SCREWED UP

       WITH HER MOTHER

       AGAIN …

      I’VE NEVER FORGOTTEN “THE

      LITTLE BRUNETTE FROM THE

      MAIN SQUARE.”

      EVERY TIME I THOUGHT OF

       YOU, EVERY TIME I WENT

      THERE, I CALLED YOU THAT.

      IF I HAD KNOWN

       THAT WE WERE RUNNING

      OUT OF TIME … I

       WOULDN’T HAVE WASTED

      IT THEN.

      THOMAS

       CAME TO YOUR

       FUNERAL, YOU

       KNOW …

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      HEY, WHAT’S

       HAPPENING

       TO ME?

      THAT SEEMED

      SO REAL.

      BUT HOW

       COULD I

       DREAM

       SOMETHING

       LIKE THAT? …

       IT’S … IT’S …

      HORRIBLE! YOU

       CAN SAY IT. I LOOK

       HORRIBLE THIS

       MORNING!

      UH, YEAH.

       YOU SEEM UPSET.

      DIDN’T YOU GET ANY

       SLEEP LAST NIGHT OR

      WHAT?

      HAH! YOU WENT

      ALL THE WAY

       WITH THOMAS?!

      ARE YOU NUTS? WE

       SPENT THE AFTERNOON

       TOGETHER IN TOWN,

       THAT’S ALL!

      Dear Diary:

       I still can’t

       believe what

       I dreamed

       last night

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      I’M COLD. I’M

       GOING UP TO THE

       LOCKERS.

      I was panicked. I had no right

      


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