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I awoke the next morning. Chad was sleeping beside me. I smiled and kissed his forehead and strode into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, wrapped in a fuzzy blue towel twenty minutes later, Chad was awake. He walked over to me. "Morning, beautiful." he said, smiling. I blushed and kissed his cheek then walked into my walk-in closet and picked out ripped skinny flares, a pink v-neck tanktop, and converse. I came out and Chad whistled, checking me out. I stuck my tongue out at him and he smiled and went to his room which was linked to mine by a door. I followed him into the messy room. "Ugh! Chad don't we have maids that are supposed to clean our rooms!?" I said, stepping over piles of clothes. "Yes, she's cleaning it today." he said, walking into his walkin closet.

I stepped on a piece of paper. I picked it up and read it.

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I smiled and put it in my pocket. A few minutes later, Chad came out in jeans and a hoodie. I smiled at him. "Let's go get breakfast." I said, about to walk out of the room when he grabbed my wrist. "Wait." he said, "How are we gonna keep this a secret?" he asked. "Act normal." I said. He kissed me softly and we went down for breakfast.

Breakfast went normal. We ate. We Talked. Mom was happy we were talking again and not eating all the PopTarts. After breakfast we went to Chad's living room. We sat and he turned on a scary movie. After the movie, all was going good. We were cuddling and kissing when all of the sudden. "Chad where are- oh my gosh!" It was Mom. We talked to her for ten minutes and then she said she was happy for us, just not to tell dad, he got angry about things like that because he wanted Chad to go out with Portlyn for Portlyn's money.

At least mom was okay with it. Me and Chad were hanging in my room watching Old Yeller. Don't ask. The book made me cry so I wanted to watch the movie and so did Chad.

Chad had just found out that he had to shoot the MacKenzie Falls Christmas episode tomorrow. I had to go to school alone. Yuck. School sucked. I fell asleep in Chad's arms just as the Old Yeller credits rolled.

The next day I awoke to a freezing cold, empty bedroom. Chad was already gone. Why was it so cold? I ran to the window and gasped. There was at least a 30 centimetres of thick snow on the ground. I went into the giant walkin closet. I pulled on a white t-shirt, my Saint Angelica's jacket, my plaid navy blue skort that had the Saint Angelica's crest on the bottom, my knee-high white socks and black shoes. I went through the ice-cold kitchen and outside to the car. I brushed off the ice and snow and got in and turned on the heat and radio.

I was driving to Saint Angelica's High when all of a sudden there was a squeal noise and the car started spinning out of control on a sheet of thin black ice. The car skidded

off the road and kept spinning. "Help Me Someone" I whispered and laid my forehead on the leather steering wheel. I tried to pull the emergancy break with a gloved hand when my car hit a stop sign and glass and metal came shattering towards me. Then everything went black.

I awoke curled up in my bed in pain hours later. I was cold and shaking and shivering.