Chapter Eleven

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I sleepily trailed back to my room after hearing the news about Fel and Brian's engagement. I was so happy for them. They were such a good couple but I was exhausted and needed some sleep. "Hey," Dylan says, breaking the silence and almost causing me to run into the wall. I had almost forgot that Dylan was sleeping in my room tonight until he came up just now and scared the hell out of me. "Damn," I say, putting a hand over my chest, "you scared me to death!" He smiles at me and offers a simple 'sorry'.

As I enter my room and lay down, I realize that they moved Ali's bed out when she 'disapeared'. "Oh," Dylan says, realizing the same thing that I did, "If it's too much trouble then I'll sleep on the floor.." He says. But I didn't want to do that to Dylan. I mean I'm not ready to sleep in the same bed as him but I couldn't make him sleep on the floor. The sweet janitor, Thelma, hasn't cleaned the floor in a week and there's dust and dirt all over the floor.

"I can't make you sleep on the floor," I tell him, "Just don't hog the cover tonight," I say, smiling. He smiles shyly. "Ok," he says as he climbs into bed.

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Twenty minutes later and I still can't sleep. I can't stop thinking about what might happen tomorrow. What if things go wrong? What if he kills us because we know too much? "Can't sleep?" Dylan asks.
"No not really."

"Thinking about what might happen tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Let's take our minds off of it." He sits there for few minutes before saying, "You remember when Crazy Carol tried to write a letter to the President that said the cafeteria chicken was made of cats?" Dylan asks me. We both let out long, loud laughs before quickly stopping. "We could get in so much trouble for this." I tell him. "If someone finds out that you're in my room-" Dylan shushes me with his finger. "We're already in trouble with Dr. Mason. Who cares if we get in a little more trouble?" He asks.

He's right. I don't know how but I fall asleep despite all my thoughts about tomorrow.

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I wake up to Dylan standing behind the door. The door is opening.

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