Where is Amanda? Here are some more clues...

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What do you make of these clues? Amanda sounds like a pretty mysterious girl.

Nia posted this with the tile ‘Cross my heart and hope to die…’:

Amanda had lots of journals, each one devoted to something different depending on where she was… or who she was… at a certain period in her life. She’d keep some and throw some of them. So far, the only one we’ve come across is her key journal. Amanda was obsessed with keys. It wasn’t just about collecting them (though she collected so many that you could hear her pockets jangling a mile away). It was about mysteries and keeping secrets… or revealing them. When Amanda had a secret she wanted to tell but couldn’t, she’d write it down on a piece of paper, but in a way that no one could ever tell the source. Then she’d leave it somewhere – the back of a cab, between the pages of a book, tossed in Sawyer’s Creek, pinned to the limb of a tree, underneath the trashcan in the cafeteria. Wherever she thought it belonged, according to the secret’s karma. I know, kind of strange, but very Amanda. It was a way of getting the secret off her chest...

And Hal posted this about The Dropped Note:

I sat behind Amanda in trigonometry. She was … is? … super smart. One of those people who seems like they never have to study but always gets As. Maybe it was because she didn’t care. Maybe that’s the secret to good grades. Anyway, she was awesome at cosines, functions, and everything in between. One day, in the middle of Mrs. Watson’s lesson on the law of tangents (and no one can go on a tangent about tangents like Watson), I saw Amanda open a note and turn white as a ghost. White. As. A. Ghost. Whatever was written on that piece of paper freaked the socks of off Amanda (and I, for one, didn’t know that was possible). I’m not sure where the note came from, exactly. I just looked up and saw her reading it, a sort of parchment-colored notepaper. Amanda gathered her books and stuff and flew out of the classroom – she didn’t ask permission, didn’t make excuses. That was just her way. I’m pretty sure that the note fell on the floor in all her hustle and bustle to get out of there. The weird thing is, I swear it was there one second and gone the next...?

Do you know where Amanda is? Comments please...