Disclaimer: I don't own BSG, although I'd like to.

I was running late for school. It was surprisingly rare for my age and the fact no one got me up and ready, but I normally managed it. Last night Mama didn't pass out though and I had to hide in the closet all night to keep her from finding me. I woke up thirty minutes late and barely had time to get dressed. If I was late the teacher would call Mama and Mama would beat me. I took one last look into my room and my unmade bed and shrugged. It was a lose-lose situation and with any luck Mama wouldn't notice that my bed wasn't made. With any luck she would sleep all day. I shut the door and left for school.

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Normally I would do anything to avoid going home from school, but I was sprinting home, praying to the Gods of Kobol that Mama was still asleep. I hadn't been able to concentrate at all during class because my mind was at home on my unmade bed.I rushed in the door while still being careful not to slam it and went straight to my room and opened the door. I walked in and sighed. The fact Mama hadn't called me out yet meant she hadn't noticed.

Crack!

I fell to the floor as Mama came into view. My vision swam, but I managed to stay conscious.

"You forgot to make your bed," she said, then simply walked away. I cringed. Her being so simple about it was worse than her yelling and screaming. It didn't suit a minute of laying there and letting the pain subside I gingerly touched the back of my head. It was sticky with blood, but it was towards the base of my skull, so it would be easy to hide and the less questions there were the better.

I managed to hoist myself up off of the floor and walked to the shower, stopping every few minutes to let the dizziness and nausea subside. When I made it I turned on the shower as hot as I could stand it and jumped in.

When the hot water hit my wound I almost screamed and passed out I took a few deep breathes and let the darkness recede from my vision. When I was ok to proceed I slowly rinsed the blood that had matted my blonde hair and hoped that it hadn't stained it. Nothing was worse than when you had blood stained hair. The questions you were asked were difficult to answer.

Once the water ran clear and I was used to the pain I grit my teeth and put some soap in my hair. I grunted and quickly got it out. It hurt, but having to go to the hospital because it was infected would be worse. I turned off the water and pulled a towel around myself while I dried myself off. I threw my clothes in the hamper and, as I held the towel close, tottered back to my room.

I found a tank top and a pair of baggy sleep pants and put them on, wanting to be as comfortable as I could while my head pounded. I set my alarm to get me up the next morning, hid in my closet and slept.

A/n: so, I realized I missed an important event and wanted to fix it. Thanks to CarlyJ for reviewing and I hope to hear from more of you. Dephs