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laid down, as it just occurred to me that I was sleep

avily and looki

ng for my heart to calm down and remember that it lived in a body, not a racetrack. The morning light was already b

eminded of the scary

ould feel that there was some real connection. Like it hadn't fully let go of me y

gain?" I thou

ing decided about me without my input. I reached up without thinking and touch

" I said quietly, my fin

n or whatsoever. Just skin. Normal, unmar

w it w

. Dreams felt real sometimes and so, that was literally the whole thing

myself of that when I heard a ba

und that was not my most dignified moment. Before I could even pro

rning, E

d unbothered expression he always had, like finding a teenage girl asleep in a car

, for him, it

the blanket I'd used to cover myself and started folding

ittle gesture toward the school building. "Come on, you got to go. I opened up t

eaching for my bag.

en it

rically. "Wait. What time is it?" Then I looked over to th

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ut even before I kne

d, which I appreciated because I did not have time to be embarrassed right now. I was already moving, digging thro

ly, stuffing everything into a bag so fast tha

added immediately, and then ran

sonal record. No time to be proud of it though because I was already calculating in

ection of the locker room because you need to lo

that was the usual mor

cause we will be going on this long ride together, and the e

ive out of my car and take a shower at the school locker room. My biggest secret is still safe. I guess that by now you must be wondering why I kept it a secret. You know, he

iform, hair pulled together just enough to look intentional. The other students were already filtering in around

d like I had somewhere to be

flashback of when I used

ctly that, was once always licking my ass just to be friends with me. Honestly, I have lost that spot and I have accepted and made peace with my fate because it was one of those things and life moves on reg

in title, and my ex-boyfriend too. I guess your

in the past. That was a rich girl's problem - having enough time and safety to feel sorry for yourself

ause I wouldn't be lost in the pa

g over my shoulder, and start

uy

I didn't even know her name as she was one of those students who existed in the background of school life until they had news to delive

just pulled up at the school gate

really out of this world and

g. Someone dropped a hairbrush. I watched three

it's a new transfer student! They must be filthy rich!" She we

rest of the students followed in suite. Footsteps, chatter, the whole wave of them moving

e I was and w

through Bentley High's gates always did this to people ... turned them into a live studio audience, falling over themselves to get a look. I never underst

hole of an elite school in the middle of t