Hanna sat on her bathroom floor, feeling really sick. She must've fallen asleep sometime when the girls were over, and now she felt really hung-over. Her mom opened the bathroom door and widened her eyes.
"Honey, are you alright?" she asked, walking over to Hanna. She grabbed a tissue and dabbed off the puke on Hanna's face off.
"I'm fine, really. I'll clean the bathroom up." Hanna stood up and walked over to get a towel in the closet. She put her hand on her forehead and looked at her mom. She groaned. "God, do you have any pills for headaches?"
Her mom looked really concerned and nervous. "Don't bother with the bathroom, I'll get to that later. But we need to talk, and we need to talk now" she demanded.
"I have to get to school." Hanna snapped.
"Hanna-" her mom started, before Hanna cut her off.
"MOM! I don't cut myself! I never have and I never will! Someone was just messing with me! Why would I ever even want to do that to myself?" She screamed before running out the door and getting in her car. She probably shouldn't even have been going to school since she felt so sick, but anything was better than being at home.
She walked into English a few minutes late first period after having to do all of her makeup in the school bathroom, and the whole class was staring at her. She looked at Mona, who was shaking her head. Hanna was really confused. What were they staring at? She looked the same as she always did.
Mr. Fitz stood by his desk in the room as Hanna went to sit in her seat.
"Hanna, this is the third time you've been late this week. You're going to have to go to the office.." Mr. Fitz told her.
Hanna gave him a smirk and walked back up to his desk.
She whispered, "I'm not going anywhere. Unless you want me to-"
Mr. Fitz interrupted her. "You might want to chew a piece of gum. Your breath still smells like the puke you forced yourself to throw up this morning." He whispered nervously. He then gave her a small smirk, as if to tell her she had as much on him as he had on her.
Hanna's mouth dropped open. Had her teacher really just said that to her? Had Aria told him? She turned around and gave Aria a death glare. She walked up to Aria's desk and grabbed her arm, jerking her up out of her seat. She didn't even care what the whole class thought of her at this point, she needed to go yell at Aria. "I'm taking Aria in the hallway." She snapped at Fitz, and slammed his classroom door behind her.
"What the hell?" Hanna screamed.
"I didn't tell him anything! He must've overheard us yesterday.. we weren't exactly being too quiet.." Aria whispered. "And you might want to be quieter right now; we're kind of in a hallway with doors open."
Hanna froze. How loud had she been yesterday? She couldn't even remember the whole day too clearly; she must've drunk too much last night.
"Fine. We'll handle this later. Why is everyone looking at me all weird in there?" Hanna asked.
Aria looked hesitant to tell Hanna the answer. "Word got around that you had lipo last summer.. and that's how you got so skinny."
Hanna was speechless. Lipo? Who even started that rumor? The last thing she wanted to do was go back in that classroom, but Mr. Fitz opened the door and motioned for them to come in. Hanna shook her head at him as she walked in.
She ignored the stares from the class and waited for the bell to ring. She quickly walked to the nurse's office. She could just play sick the rest of the day.
It wasn't hard to play sick. Hanna was pretty good at it. She just had to tell the nurse she had a major headache (which she actually did have) and then puke into the bucket when the nurse wasn't looking. She had done it before, but walking into the nurse's office she saw just who she didn't want to.
Sean was laying on one of the two beds. Hanna quickly turned to walk away, but Sean saw her. She sighed. He was looking at her like he didn't know what to say.
"Something you'd like to say to me?" she snapped.
"Lipo, huh?" he said.
Hanna stomped over to him, about to say something, when the nurse, Ms. Anne walked in.
"Hanna Marin? You okay?"
Hanna immediately changed the look on her face to a face that looked as if she was in pain. "I've got a really bad headache and my stomach is hurting me. I've been nauseous all day, too. And I puked this morning, I feel like I might again." It wasn't all a lie, really.
"Oh, wow. You can lay on the bed right here," she said, pointing to the bed next to Sean. "I'll get you something for the headache and a glass of water." Ms. Anne left the room, and Hanna went over to the bed.
"Are you okay..?" Sean asked.
"Hung-over. But Sean, I never had lipo. You can't possibly think I had lipo.." Hanna said, unsure of whether Sean did believe it.
"Hanna, I'd just like to know what's going on with you." he paused. "You seem completely.. out of it." he said, concerned.
Ms. Anne walked in the room, and Hanna went back into sick mode. She lied down on the bed and clutched her stomach like it hurt badly. Hanna took the three pills she was given as Ms. Anne went to her desk on the other side of her office. Hanna turned to Sean.
She groaned. "I told you Saturday and I'm telling you now. Nothing is going on."
Sean shook his head. "I'm not an idiot, Hanna. You were a mess on Saturday. I know you were sent to the therapist office because you cut yourself. I asked your mom."
Hanna sat up on the bed. "I DON'T do that to myself! It was a joke someone pulled on me. The scratches I had last month were from the glass cutting me when I wrecked your car. And my neck is from skin irritation. I'm fine. Believe me, Sean. Please. If you loved me, you would believe me." Hanna felt a tear in her eye.
Sean paused for a second and then reached over to put his hand on Hanna's. "I believe you." he said.
Hanna smiled. "Thank you."
She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, and glanced at the message. She sighed and put it back in her pocket.
Skin irritation, huh? I don't think it's fair that you are lying to Sean. Maybe I should change that. -A
