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CHAPTER 7 (Pic of Kyle)

Chapter 7

March 2

Arelie woke up in an empty bed. For a minute she forgot what had occurred last night and just nestled back into the comforters. Then she sat up abruptly.

6:15am.

“Oh my God.” she said out loud. She looked around and put a hand over her mouth. Had she and Trystan . . . ‘do it’ last night? She peeked underneath the covers and saw a smear . . . “Oh my God.” She whispered again. She put the cover back down, she opened the drawer next to her and searched the contents; finding a shirt, she slipped it on. She got up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom.

After taking a long, hot shower she wrapped herself in a towel and stared at herself; she was a different person today. She was no longer the virginal Elie, she lost her virginity to a guy she’d only known for a few weeks! But she felt giddy. Not only did they do it but Trystan said he loved her! Her! As in Arelie O’Neil!

But where was he? Arelie wondered. Dwelling on that thought she quickly got dressed; she was a little tender down there – most likely from last night. After getting ready and finding another note from Bea about another business trip.

She quickly got into her car, school would start soon. She had already missed yesterday with Trystan, she couldn’t miss another.

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When Elie got to the school, the bell had just rung; she ran to her class and was able to get to her first period without trouble. Elie sat down next to her partner – Ivy Jean.

“Did I miss anything yesterday?” Elie whispered. Ivy shrugged, looking away.

What the Hell?!

Elie gazed at Ivy for a while and then shrugged off her own frustration. The late bell rung and everyone piled in, Ms. Treddale stood up from the desk and took attendance. Afterwards she looked towards Arelie and said;

“Ms. O’Neil, I’d like to see you after class.” She announced, Elie nodded and pulled out her notebook. When she glanced up she saw most of the girls give her stares, but she was used to it. Elie got those stares ever since she started going out with Trystan. But Trystan was being an ass today, so she didn’t really want a reminder of him.

Her thoughts wandered to the events of last night. How could he say those words and then leave her afterwards? Was he that cold-hearted?

“Ms. O’Neil.” Ms. Treddale’s voice snapped through her hazy thoughts. “Please pay attention.”

Elie nodded. God, Elie thought, this is going to be a long day.

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After class, Elie stayed back a little and waited for students to leave the classroom. She walked over to Ms. Treddale, waiting for her to speak. Ms. Treddale put her glasses down and rubbed her eyes and sighed.

“Arelie,” she started, smiling faintly. “Are you ok? I was concerned about you yesterday, you didn’t show up.”

“I was fine, just personal problems,” that lie was slightly true, since she had to deal with her pedophile father.

“Oh,” Ms. Treddale nodded, as if she knew.

“May I go now?”  Elie muttered, Ms. Treddale held up her hand.