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Show Inside Out, 199 I fully believed Denver really thought that. I had been deceiving myself. Denver was a jerk, a shallow jerk who probably didn't really care about me at all except for how I could help him in English. Terra had been right about him. What else had she heard me say? That people like her were shallow, basically. People like her. Did I even know what she was like? Yes, a little. She was a little shy. Thoughtful. Self-protective. Private. Interesting. Evidently, I knew more about the true Terra than I did about the true Denver. And I had gambled it all away just to get a little more attention from him. Because he was beautiful. Because he was popular. I had ruined everything with her. She wouldn't forgive me now. What a strange, ironic surprise to realize that I had come to like having Terra in my life just for Terra, and not because of Joseph's assignment. Suddenly I missed her desperately. I didn't even think about my lost chance of talking to Mom. I thought maybe Joseph would IM me right away, because probably he had seen everything. But he didn't, so I checked my e-mail. There was an e-mail from him, sent yesterday. If I had checked my e-mail yesterday at the library after Denver checked his, I would have seen it. From: Joseph <desertsageJoseph@yahoo.com> To: Andli <Charcoalchic@vahoo.com> Andli, |