"The Phantom Of The Opera is there... In your mind..."

A day or two ago, I got this incredible app for my iPod for $1.99 that gives me access to over 23,000 classic books. Right now, I'm obsessing over the Phantom Of The Opera. It's about this guy, the Vicomte de Chagny, named Raoul who's hopelessly in love with an opera singer named Christine Daae, who was his childhood friend. But Christine is under the influence of the feared Opera Ghost, Erik, who she believes is the Angel Of Music that her father told her about as a child, and this "Angel of Music" gives her lessons, but he's actually a really ugly, psychotic human. Who lives underground. And is super-ugly. And writes an endless, depressing song. And is incredibly ugly.
As for school, something... not so good happened. Luna and Genne know I like Leo (if you read yesterday's entry), and they kept begging me to ask him to the final 8th grade dance. I'm not the most traditional person, but I refuse to ask a guy. So they were pretty upset by that, and Luna asked if she could ask Leo if he was going to ask me, pretending I had no knowledge of her asking. I didn't see anything wrong with that plan, and I'd refused to ask him myself, so I agreed to that plan.
That was all yesterday. Today, our science class was in a lull and everyone crowded around our table to chat ('Cause we're cool like that. Woot.) and Leo was one of these people. Frenchy did this stupid joke where he says "High five!" but just before our palms met, he cupped his hand and sort of made it hop over mine, saying "Mexican!" This was supposed to be funny because Mexicans "hopped the border", but I thought it was really stupid. It's stupidity made us all laugh. Then, I started working on some Language Arts extra credit when, out of the corner of my eye, I registered Luna whispering something into Leo's ear.
I started to write more quickly, and Leo said "Maybe, but I might have something planned for that weekend," to Luna, so we can assume that the question asked was whether he was going to the dance. Then she leaned in to whisper into his ear again (huh, who knew that you could see so much of something without directly looking at it?) and they both looked at me. I continued to write furiously, and Leo finally responded "Maybe." After Ms.Sigman told everyone to go back to their seats, Genne told me what had passed between Luna and Leo. The first question guessed was correct, and the second question asked was whether he was taking me, and he had replied, as earlier mentioned, "Maybe." Normally, this response would be somewhat hopeful, if I hadn't heard him say it myself. It was a noncommital "maybe," he didn't mean it at all.
He ignored me for he rest of the day. Aw crap. In gym, we were outside playing flag tag. when a round was over and each team was walking back to their base (I was red, Leo was blue), I called his name as we passed each other and then said "Mexicoooooo!" while mimicking Frenchy's hand-hopping motion. He had laughed at it in class, but now he merely turned and kept walking. I stumbled mid-step, in shock, but Strawberry, who was walking right next to me, didn't even notice and instead asked me what the "Mexico" thing was about. Wah.
If I'd had a class with him in the afternoon, I might have gotten the chance to speak to him, but both of our classes together were in the morning, which never, EVER happens, so that was a piece of bad luck right there. *sigh* Stupid Memorial Day. Now I have to wait until Tuesday to get some answers!