After my conversation with Lizzie , she went home and " spoke " to Danny . I'm pretty sure there wasn't that much speaking , seeing as Lizzie was the one supposed to be doing it . I currently sat on my bed crying . Why was I crying ? I had been raped obviously , but I don't think that was why . I think the reason as to why I was crying was the fact that Danny sat there and watched as I screamed . I think .. I think after all these years I had actually come to the realization that I like Danny . Well not really now . I couldn't believe what had happened . The day I choose to come to the realization , is the day he fucks me over . Oh wow , not a good choice of words . Then there was that son of a bitch Sam . Who does he think he is ? What the hell was he doing there anyway ? Maybe Danny told him about those damned sex lessons and told him to come if he wanted something " easy " . I wasn't easy , was I ? I only said yes out of stupid impulses and not I wish I never did . But , what if Sam still showed that video to people ? It would break me , and I don't think I would be able to handle that . How would I be known as in school ? A slut . The worst title to get as a girl in highschool . The reason it's the worst is because it never leaves you alone . You're known as a slut even when you've completely changed because some people just get a kick out of ruining people's lives .
