A pitchy scream came from brittanys room. Miss miller rushed in.
"what is it darling"
a chipmunk stood in the middle of the room, pointing to a red stain on her bed. Miss miller looked down at her dress.
"oh dear you seem to have... Your period."
"period, whats a period"
"it's when blood leaks from there, it feels like your peeing"
"what, but people will see it"
"that's why you wear pads"
"I'll duck up to the store and get some"
"please hurry"
brittany sat in her room. Thinking it was the end of the world. she began to sob. Eleanore woke up.
"what's that smell"
"oh uh sorry eleanore" she said grabbing the can of disenfectant.
"brittany what happened, your bleeding"
"I have a um, I don't remember what it was called, but I'm peeing blood"
"omg we should take you to the doctor"
"no miss miller is getting stuff"
"stuff? Like?"
"I don't know, I forgot what they were called"
"we'll it looks painful"
"we'll it really isn't actually, it's just feels like your peeing"
"ew that's gross"
"hey you don't have to judge" her mood swings activating.
"wow brittany calm down"
"don't tell me to calm down"
eleanore left the room in a fright.
"where do you think your going. Get back here now"
"I'm back" a call from down stairs announced.
"finally, what took you so long granny" snatching the bag.
"I beg your pardon"
"just go away" she began to sob once again.
"brittany I must tell you the ins and out of the menstruatal cycle if you want to survive"
"you mean it's fatal"
"no,but you'll start to get moody and you may crave sugar like crazy. You may start tothink boys are cute"
"ew no way, boys have cootees"
"oh brittany so much to learn."