And not get a damn abortion!” She said, her voice raising. XXX I came in my pants. “Well, my essay is on Teen Pregnancy.” She spoke up. Miss Sinclair, come right on up. 7:16?! “Impressive essay, Camille.” He said as she sat down. Well not anymore at least. “So, how about it?” I asked as I pulled Ryan towards me. “Zylen, please get off of me.” He protested. “You’re retarded.” He laughed. Okay. “Oh, I hope you’re still here.” I murmured as I ran out the front door with my backpack. “Impressive essay, Camille.” He said as she sat down. I pushed Ryan away and walked out of the hallway entrance. “No matter how many times you thank me, you’re going to repay
