I Might Throw Up

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My mind raced, my heart pounding. Where could it be? I had shoved it in my bag after math. I remembered because I'd dropped it in front of everyone. And then I'd left it in my locker before lunch, I was sure of it.

Then where was it?

I pushed aside everything in my locker, but it was nowhere to be found. 

Had I dropped it on my way to my locker? No, I would've noticed. Right?

I leaned against the row of lockers, trying to think where it could've gone. I tore apart my locker a second time to no avail. 

What if...someone had taken it? What if they thought it was theirs and it somehow got swapped with mine?

But...when could that have happened?

I put it in my bag after math and didn't take it out again till I put it in my locker. 

Or had I already lost it by then? 

No, I was positive I had put it in my locker. Well, at least, I was mostly sure...I thought....

"Quinn? My mom's here." Sara appeared next to me. She frowned when she saw my face. "You okay?"

"Yep." I squeaked.

She smirked. "Having second thoughts about your date with Reynie?"

I glared at her. "I told you it's not a date! And no."

"What's the matter then? You look like you're about to throw up."

I was a bit worried I might. "Uh, it's nothing. Let's go."

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