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Eventually I cried myself to sleep in Jenny's lap. I didn't understand the mix of emotions I was feeling and I didn't understand why this had happened to me, but as much as they told me it wasn't my fault, I felt it was. I felt like somehow I made Angel come into my room, or maybe if I had done the deinviting spell right, or any number of other ways I could blame myself...thats what I thought. Some parts of me told me it wasn't right, that no one blamed me, but until I had proof otherwise..I couldn't believe that.
Jenny had made sure I was comfortable that night, well that is what I guessed by waking up in a comfortable bed covered in warm blankets. I still woke up crying, but I did get some sleep so that is something. I had school so I pulled myself out of bed and tried to find something, anything to change into.
I didn't have my clothes here not that I would feel comfortable in anything, but i definatly wouldn't feel comfy in what Jenny wore. I asked her to take me by my parents house, as per usual they were out of town so all I needed to do was grab clothes take another of 30 showers and head to school. Which is what I did.
The thing I hated most about Sunnydale was how quick things got around. There were already all sorts of rumors, why I was walking funny, why I was late to school, why I was wearing clothes three times the size of what I usually wear...all sorts of rumors. I was just happy to finally walk into the library where it was quiet and oddly my safe place, but nothing felt safe anymore.
"A--Any--Anyone here?"
{{open to Oz...}}
Jenny had made sure I was comfortable that night, well that is what I guessed by waking up in a comfortable bed covered in warm blankets. I still woke up crying, but I did get some sleep so that is something. I had school so I pulled myself out of bed and tried to find something, anything to change into.
I didn't have my clothes here not that I would feel comfortable in anything, but i definatly wouldn't feel comfy in what Jenny wore. I asked her to take me by my parents house, as per usual they were out of town so all I needed to do was grab clothes take another of 30 showers and head to school. Which is what I did.
The thing I hated most about Sunnydale was how quick things got around. There were already all sorts of rumors, why I was walking funny, why I was late to school, why I was wearing clothes three times the size of what I usually wear...all sorts of rumors. I was just happy to finally walk into the library where it was quiet and oddly my safe place, but nothing felt safe anymore.
"A--Any--Anyone here?"
{{open to Oz...}}