I’m not late getting up for school this morning. In fact, I’m so early it’s ridiculous. It took me forever to get to sleep last night because all I could think about was Siegfried. I’m still having trouble believing the things we did.
There’s been one major problem, though, and that’s all the text messages Dalton’s been sending me. He texted saying he was sorry he was a d**k and that he’s just going through some things. He also said he wanted to make it up to me, but I didn’t respond to any of it. What am I supposed to say? Sorry, I was never really into you but I’m really into your dad? Which is a whole other thing in itself.
Siegfried is a father. I know Dalton mentioned that he and his mom weren’t getting along so he came out here to stay. He hadn’t said much else beyond that, but now
