8. New Suspicions

I try not to drop the wine glass in my hand and kept the smile on my face. Onstage, Lucien's friends are having the time of their lives roasting him, the birthday boy. And all around me are the servers, my friends, and a couple of strangers that would absolutely judge me if I hurl right now.

I'm reeling. Seb is acting crazy and he never acts crazy. He is one of the most sensible and logical people you'll ever meet. Thankfully, Seb is nowhere to be found. I don't think I can look him in the eye. All I could think about was my first day at Hector Park High, when I saw him and Brad in a diner for the first time in years. They didn't recognize me then, yet I panicked and left my diary. The diary I've now traced to be the reason for my extreme embarrassment at school the other day.

Could Seb have picked it up? Could he be the one doing this to me? I shake my head at my wayward thoughts. This is Seb. I know him. We might fight every day of the week, but he would never do that to me. Or at