Recap:
"Mr. Shackire, I would NOT do this, but its that time of the month, and- " I lowered my voice, "I am cramping like crazy. Please." I rubbed my stomach to make it seem more real. Maybe I was over doing it, but I needed air. And I needed to figure this out.
"Fine go. But be back. Please." He said, brushing me off.
"Thank you." I left.
Dylans POV
I am trying to remember this dream I had, but I couldn't. It was like always. When you wake up and you want to remember, but you just cant. Then this GORGEOUS girl walks in. With model like legs, waist length hair and bright green eyes and wearing a t-shirt with a band on it. She is clearly an outsider, and always has been. Her name is Cassidy Smith. Huuuumm. Sounds very familiar. Then she sat in the back next to that one freak, and my blood boiled. Then Mr. Shackire yelled at her. Ugh. I feel like I know this girl. I feel like she knows me too. When she gets back I will introduce myself to her.
