Cammie wanted to tell her—he really did!—but he could only do that if he remembered himself. "I wish I could remember what set it off," he said in a small voice, avoiding her gaze. "But things got so awkward in the first months of school that I couldn't find a way to try being your friend again. I didn't know what to talk to you about." She had to understand that. They'd both ignored each other; it wasn't like it had just been him.
