Today was rather strange. I sup­pose that it was, for the most part, one like any other. That is, until rehearsal. Megan was being … well, mean would be the only way to describe it. While we usu­ally act like junior-highers around each other, there was some­thing dif­fer­ent about the way she was treat­ing me. For the first time (at least that I can remem­ber), she was actu­ally pro­ject­ing anger toward me. I really had no idea why.

So I went to Natalie, and then to Jake. Between the two of them, I found out that Megan had seen Zhanna and I in the car yes­ter­day. And she was pissed. Soon after rehearsal started, Megan left to run an errand, and I was left confused.

After rehearsal, Joel called. He asked me to come over to his house right away. With­out even ask­ing why, I did. I spent the next sev­eral hours try­ing to help him with his prob­lems with his girl­friend. Dur­ing this time, I con­stantly thought about Megan, and what I would do to fix this.

After things were some­what calmed with Joel, I called Megan. And although I didn't intend to come across as hos­tile, I think I did. We spent the next hour or so going back and forth. I told her that I wouldn't leave her alone until she told me while she was so angry with me. After much pes­ter­ing on my part, she finally admit­ted to me that she liked me. And for the first time, I admit­ted the same to her. It became slightly awk­ward at this point, but we con­tin­ued to talk …

That is, until Zhanna called. Because I was talk­ing to Megan on Joel's phone, she heard my entire con­ver­sa­tion with Zhanna on my phone. Abruptly, she said that she needed to go. I told her that I would talk to her soon. Zhanna needed a ride home. Joel was pretty much okay by this time, so I left to pick up Zhanna.

After drop­ping Zhanna off, I drove home. I was incred­i­bly tired, and even though I knew more about my cur­rent sit­u­a­tion, I was more con­fused than ever.