(Hannah's POV)
"Someone's preppy." I say as I reach my locker, next to Maria.
"I finally spilled it all to Louis. Everything. I just didn't show him the marks yet. I need to be drunk to do that. Not tipsy." She says as she closes her locker.
"That's great. He clearly spent the night." I say.
"What? Why would you say that?"
"Well, you didn't give yourself that hickey, did you?" I lower my voice.
"What do you mean? I covered it up this morning." She says opening her locker to check the mirror.
"I'd know a hidden hickey from a mile away, Hun."
"So it's not visible?"
I just shake my head.
"Good," she says as we start heading to Psychology, "I heard that Mrs. Sanders is going to make us write our subconscious minds."
"How will she do that?" I ask as we enter and sit in our normal seats.
"I don't know. When is Emily coming?"
"Next week. On Saturday."
"That's... Four days away. Right? Or is it next week's Saturday."
"Next week. In eleven days."
"Cool."
"Good morning, class." Mrs. Sanders says, placing a few things on her desk.
"Good morning." A few of us say.
"Now. We're going to do something that is kind of like hypnosis. You're going to let your conscious minds sleep and your subconscious minds write what we feel about everything. Just rant everything out. Ok? Ready?" She says
We all nod and she plays a video. By the middle of it, I feel myself start to get sleepy.
~*~
I wake up to find that I'm still in Mrs. Sanders's class. I look down at the pen and paper in my hand. I wrote a lot.
"Now. Read what you wrote and write a reflection for next time." Mrs. Sanders says as the bell rings.
I gather my things and close my notebook, I'll read it at home.
"Hey, Hanz. What'd you write?" Maria asks.
"I'll read it at home. What do you have now?" I ask.
"Actually, I'm going home now. I just got a text. It's an emergency."
"Oh. Well, is everything ok?"
"Yeah. I just need to go. If you need me, though, I'll stay."
"Nah, I'll be fine. Harry told me to text him if I need anything or want to go home early."
"Good. Well, I'll see you tonight for your driving practice?"
"Yeah. I can't wait." I say and she leaves.
I sigh and go onto Algebra.
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(Maria's POV)"Are you ready, Rilez?" I ask.
She slowly nods and we enter the room.
"Good morning." The doctor says.
"Good morning." We both say.
The nurse then comes in and lifts Riley's shirt up a bit and lowers her jeans a bit. She then applies gel and rubs it. The doctor then starts the ultra sound.
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