I shoved past Bradley and stormed to my bedroom. I heard footsteps behind me, and I knew he was following.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He smirked as he sprawled across my bed.
"Hell to the no," I declined.
"Why not baby? The party is loud. No one will hear us," Bradley persisted.
"No!" I shouted and ran to my mother's room. I turned the lock behind me. I cannot believe this is happening.
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"Come out babe. I'm sorry!" Bradley whined.
"The party is over. Tell everyone to leave."
"Fine. Just come out!"
"Not until I hear you tell everyone here to get out of my house."
"Whatever."
I heard Bradley shout over the staircase for everyone to leave. I heard the door slam shut after a few minutes, breathed a heavy sigh, and slumped to the floor.
"Babe," Bradley slurred.
"Go away." I shouted back at him. "I knew this wasn't a good idea.
Silence.
I stood up and unlocked the door, then I opened it. "Come in," I gestured. He took a seat on my mother's bed.
"Honey, I'm sorry." His speech was getting back to normal now.
"I know. I just... I meant to talk to you about this earlier. I- I-,"
"Whatever it is, you can tell me."
"My period is 8 days late," I blurted out.
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Locked In A Library
ChickLitLeslie Blanchard is just an ordinary high school student that's trying to find her calling, when one day she gets locked in her school's library on a Friday afternoon. Then, she realizes that she isn't alone. Is this a good thing... or a bad thing?
