Even if I don't want to admit this to Darcy. But he might be right. There are a few things not really adding up. Looks like Wickham and I are going to need to talk. I hate that he is right. But why does he care? I can tell he doesn't like the guy. But why would he care about it all? That is what not making sense to me.
The end of day came. I headed out of that class. I pulled out my phone and texted Whickham. Maybe I will get the chance to talk to him on the phone. But first I want to see if he is free to talk. I don't want to bother him if he is busy.
Hey, are you free to talk?
Yes. What's up?
Okay. Give me call.
Just then his name popped up and I answered it.
"Hey, what's going on?" He asked me.
"I was just wondering something. I don't think I can wait to ask you until we see each other again." I told him.
"Okay. What is it?" He asked me.
"How did you do it all?" I asked him.
"Do what?" He asked me.
What he doesn't get what I'm asking? I then asked,
"How did you get all the notes and gifts to my locker in my school? You are being my secret admirer."
"Don't worry Elizabeth. I have my ways." He told me. That didn't really answer my question.
"I just have one more question for you. Just wondering something." I told him.
"Shoot." He told me.
"When did it all start?" I asked him.
It went quiet on his end of the line. He didn't say a word right away. Then he then asked,
"Elizabeth, why do you want to know that?"
"Just wondering. Curiosity." I answered him.
"Well, can we talk about this later. I must go. I am between classes." He told me.
"Fine. Talk to you later." I told him.
He didn't say anything back to me. The line just went dead. He hanged up before saying good bye or anything. It seems like he was running from something or hiding from the truth. Was he lying to me? Was he not my secret admirer?
I need to clear my mind. I headed to one of the places that can do that. There were classes using the gyms and training rooms. So, I couldn't go there. I then headed to the art room. Mrs. Grey was sitting there at her desk.
"Elizabeth, what a surprise?" She said to me.
"Yeah, I know. You won't mind if I hang out in here for my free block. I really need to clear my mind." I told her.
"I won't mind at all. Come sit. Tell me what is on your mind. Also, you can do it on this paper." She said to me. She pulled a seat up to her desk. I smiled at her.
I took the seat and pulled out my sketchbook. I went to work. She was right. The best way to free my mind is putting it somewhere else. I was going to put it all on the paper. Mrs. Grey looked at me waiting for me to tell her what was going on.