Investigate First.

You decide to hold your cards for a bit. After all, there's a chance you could do this with a clear conscience.

"So, speaking of hobbies... you're into track, right?"

"Yeah, but it's not really a hobby." Sadie pulls a lock of hair behind her ear, donning a hesitant smile. "It's practically a full-time job. One I don't get paid for."

"You're not happy with it?"

"Not exactly." Sadie glances away, searching for her words. You've seemed to hit a sensitive subject. "Don't get me wrong. I like doing it, but I could just use some time off. I have the kind of parents that are really, really into it. Really supportive really, but also they're the ones that push me the hardest."

You understand, not because of sports as much as schoolwork in general. You're blessed with rather chill parents that see college as a time to go a little crazy, but you have friends that suffer as she does. "Then take a break. Just tell em' up front."

"No way. They'd KILL me. Plus I don't really want to take a break. I might get to the Olympics someday."

Good thing you checked into it. Now you know you would have caused a lot of damage. Unless you're into that sort of thing...

(Using the notebook on her now would weigh pretty heavy on your conscience... unless you have a track record for being a jerk, you probably wouldn't even consider it.)

The notebook is weighing pretty heavy on you right now, though... It's practically begging to be used.