Meg & Linus by Hanna Nowinski

Author:Hanna Nowinski
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

Chapter 33

Meg

ONCE AGAIN, THE FIRST THING I do as soon as I get home is to take my afternoon coffee upstairs (in a new mug Mom brought home for me from the museum yesterday; it says I DIG ARCHAEOLOGY on it) and boot up my computer.

The idea to fake an eye doctor appointment when Danny offered to take Linus home was a good one. And while I didn’t stick around to see if it worked, I’m confident that Danny did indeed drive Linus home. If everything went according to plan, they should be pulling up in front of his house together any second now. And hopefully they spent the entire drive talking and getting to know each other even better.

But from what I can tell after seeing them together earlier, they already do get along pretty great.

The thing is, I can’t really keep just ditching them all the time. I know it looks weird, and also I don’t want to be a bad friend to Linus. I can’t really keep putting him in these awkward situations that probably make him feel all kinds of nervous.

It would be so great if those two just had another reason to spend more time together. And I still believe that Linus taking on a more active role in the upcoming play would be a great way to accomplish that. But the problem with that idea is that I really don’t know the first thing about auditions and what’s important to know if you want a part in a play. I’m not exactly the best person to help him with this and to give him advice.

And I do know someone who might be able to provide some helpful tips, but … I can’t exactly ask her anymore, can I?

I mean, that option has been there all along, even if I have hesitated considering it for obvious reasons. I don’t really know if I want this, but on the other hand, it’s for the greater good. It’s for Linus and Danny!

Maybe my own feelings in this don’t matter. I can make them happy. Isn’t that enough to make it all worth it?

All I need to do is keep a level head and get it done. It’s not a big deal. And she may not want to talk to me anymore anyway. Who knows?

I take a deep breath and turn toward my laptop.

The fastest way to get the required information would doubtlessly be a text message or a phone call. But somehow, I can’t really do that yet. I don’t want to talk to her. I just need her help.

For the greater good.

So I open my e-mail in-box and pull up my contacts folder—I don’t remember her e-mail address, since we never really e-mailed much before. We mostly texted. And instant messaged. And spent every possible waking minute together.

But there’s a first time for everything, I guess.

So I gather all my courage and start typing: Dear Sophia …

It feels weirdly formal. Like I’m writing to a stranger instead of to the one person who knows me better than anyone.

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