“Well don’t!” I told her. “I don’t need your help. How can you anyway? Have you ever been in a real relationship? How would you have any idea how to fix this?” I was nearly shouting at her now. Some small part of me felt badly. This wasn’t Lois’ fault. I knew that. But I couldn’t help it. Maybe being angry at her was easier than being angry at myself.
“I wouldn’t,” Lois said firmly, but there were tears swimming in her eyes. “Sorry. I thought I was being a friend, but clearly I still have a lot to learn about that.” She turned to precede me into the classroom, but at the last minute I turned around and walked back out the door.
Poor Lois. She really does need a lot of practice interacting with people. Or just get over the preconceptions that have been instilled in her by those "guidance" counselors.
“I told you – you were going to consider a course for next semester but not be sure if you should take it. What did you decide?”
I flushed. I hadn’t decided on my courses for next semester yet. I had until the end of the week and with all the things going on right now, I hadn’t even opened the course catalog since the day Star had last mentioned it to me. “I… um… haven’t decided yet.”
Another one of Star's half-correct guesses?
“I don’t get it,” Lois said, but then rushed on. “You know if you told me what was wrong, maybe I could help.”
Now that would be a hoot. Clark tells Lois his secret but not Maddie
Michael
