Chapter 3:
I saw her again.
I was looking for her.
She was different than everyone else.
When she walked down the hallway she crossed her fingers.
I smiled at that.
I sat next to her again in Social Studies.
She looked at me for a long time.
She pulled down her sleeves.
She asked me why I kept sitting next to her.
I didn’t answer.
Instead I told her my name.
She told me hers.
It was nice, I don’t think she knows it.