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            Monday, school, joy.  I would have to see Micheal, considering that he is in all of my classes, and I don’t think that I can take that.

            “Mom I don’t feel good,” I said as she walked into my room to wake me.

            “What’s the matter honey?” she asked politely

            “My stomach hurts,” I lied.

            “Let me go get the thermometer,” she said and left the room.

            Shit. I forgot about that.  Mom only lets me stay home if I have a fever.

            Mom reappeared around the doorway, “Here you go,” she said and stuck the thermometer in my mouth.

            The thermometer felt warm and alive next to my tongue.  I tried not to cry as memories of the last two days flooded into my head.  My mom would only make me tell her and I didn’t want her to know. 

            “98.6,” she said, “Get up, and go to school”

            I got ready, got into my car, and drove to Layney’s house.  I always picked her up for school.

            “Hey!” she said then she stopped, “What’s wrong?”

            So I told her, everything that had happened over the weekend.  I started with the movies and ended with this morning.  All throughout my story she looked shocked.

            “But…wasn’t he…” she trailed off as I nodded and parked the car.  I knew what she was going to ask.

            “Katelyn, I’m so sorry. We both trusted him.  I wish that I could take back what happened to you or tell you that it didn’t happen and was all a dream but I can't and I’m sorry,” she hugged me.

            The bell rang.

            “I guess it’s time to face him and life again, huh?” I asked. She didn’t answer.