amnesia | editing

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Zann sniffed.

"I'm fine. Can I talk to you, Matt?" she asked.

Matt nodded and they left the room, closing the door.

"Well, that went well." Di remarked and flopped onto Zann's beanbag chair.

Janice pushed her glasses up her nose. "Huh..." she replied and turned back to her book.

I crept to the door to hear Zann's conversation.

"I guess I do deserve it... but why would she do such a thing?" Zann asked him.

Matt knew Claris for a long time.

"Hey, it's definitely not you." he tried.

Zann sighed.

"Hints of my name are scattered everywhere! Not me?" she asked incredulously.

"Hey, why don't you clear it up with Claris?" Matt suggested.

I couldn't hear Zann's reply, so I inched closer.

And the door flew open, causing me to fly back and hit Di.

"Ouch! Matthew, what're you...Oh." she said, wincing.

Zann rushed over.

"Did I injure you? No?" she asked, looking me over. Then her face flushed.

"I'm so sorry. Were you...did you... eavesdrop?" she asked.

I nodded shamefully.

"Next time, just ask. I'll tell you anything. You want to know." she said, stammering.

Her face was a deep red.

Matt smiled knowingly. I frowned.

What did he know that I didn't?

Just then, Delaney, my other best friend, texted me.

DelaneyC: Hey bro, I've got BREAKING news! Call me.

TheOtherMatt: K.

I called.

"You got an admirer!" Delaney's voice broke through at the other end of the line.

My interest ignited.

"What? Who? Tell!" I demanded.

Who was it?

I wouldn't allow myself to hope, though.