I feel like the curious cat right now...

Curiosity killed the cat. Stupid cat.
So, apparently there's a stomach virus going around my school. I was sent home by the nurse before my last class, which was Language A (thank GOD, I didn't want to go to that class, because of my embarassing emo moment from yesterday). Normally, I wouldn't mind being sick if it weren't for the Six Flags field trip coming up. Coming up as in tomorrow. And it's not just the 8th grade of my middle school that's going, it's the 8th grade classes of all three middle schools in this town! Too bad elementary school was the worst period of my life, because I'll be seeing them all tomorrow, if I don't die of illness. Ugh, I'm completely sore. My head, stomach, and throat hurts. Chills are continuously running up and down my body. I feel weak.
But some good things did happen today! Leo is getting... I guess you could call it braver? More courageous? It's just the little things, though. Like in advisory, I was looking over the paper containing the secret plan for Anne's birthday spectacular (with a very, very special surprise at the end). Leo would normally sneak up behind me, but today he grabbed the paper from my hands, pried my nails off his shoulder, and ran across the room to read it. And in science, when I pulled a set over next to Kate (we were playing hangman, unlike classes after us), and Leo pulled a seat over next to me. And at lunch, he came to my table to talk to me and Jim. Should I be happy? Some strange feeling has been churning in my stomach, and it picks up whenever he speaks to me. Is it happiness? Because it sure doesn't feel like it. Or maybe stomach virus...
When I was dispatched by the nurse to go get my things and wait by the entrance. But first, since I hadn't been there yet, I went to the Language A room to see if I needed homework or papers. Leo and I have Science and French together, but our Humanities and Language A classes are opposite. When I have one, he has the other. So since I was supposed to be in the Humanities room at that time, Leo was there, in the Language A room. When I entered, Mrs. Halden was speaking to the class, with her back turned to me, so I waited patiently by the door.
Luna saw me, and she was sitting next to Leo (she's the one who told him to ask me to the dance a while ago, if you haven't read that entry). She nudged him and whispered something, and Leo turned to look at the door. Now, I have really bad vision and really bad contacts, but I could have sworn he blushed. Luna was still whispering, so I looked at her and mouth-screamed "WHAT?", but she just giggled, and Mrs. Halden finally decided to acknowledge me.
But, now I'm just focusing on tomorrow. "Confronting my past" seems like an overly dramatic way to put it, but I'm really, really afraid.