A/N:  Thanks to those of you who review all the time!  I really do appreciate it, and the reviews keep me going.  Anyway, I wanted to let all of you know that it might take me a little longer to post in the next few weeks.  We're moving to Minnesota in a few weeks, so I'm busy with packing and all that fun stuff – yuck.  Enough of that, enjoy the story!!

After group, Peter went to talk to Sarah.  He didn't want her to get the impression that she could just walk off whenever she felt like it.  He headed to the dorm, but she wasn't there.  He decided the docks were the next best place.  For some reason the students just loved to hang out there.

            Sure enough, Sarah was sitting at the edge of the dock, her feet dangling in the water.

            "Sarah?"

            She jumped, and quickly wiped her face, but she did not turn around or respond.

            "Sarah?"  Peter asked again.  "Are you okay."  He sat down beside her.  He could tell she had been crying.

            She turned away from him.  "I want to be alone."

            "We need to talk first."

            "Look, I know what you're going to say.  How about we just skip the lecture and jump right into my punishment?"

            "I want to know why you can't seem to make it through a single group or individual session.  I want to help."

            "Yah, it's amazing how many people just want to help."

            "If you'd let me in, I might be able to, you know.  Isn't it worth the chance?  To get rid of the pain?"

            She turned and faced him now.  Her eyes were dry, and the anger was back.  "What do you know about the pain Peter?  What do you know about my life?  What a stupid file tells you?.  Well, don't believe everything you read."

            "I'd like to know more about you, but you won't let me in.  You just won't tell me anything about the real you."

            "What's the point?"

            "Why do you think something bad is going to happen if you open up?"

            "Because that's what happens every time Peter!  This is NOT the first school I've been to.  I know how the game works."

            "What is this game you keep talking about?"

            "The game of my life.  I'm just a pawn, don't you get it?"

            Peter shook his head.  He really didn't get it.  "No, I don't.  Explain it to me."

            "It's not worth it."

            "Yes, it is!"

            She rolled up her sleeve and revealed several fresh cut marks.  "How about you just take me to the infirmary?"  She stood up and waited for Peter to do the same.

            He did and led her to the infirmary.  "Why Sarah?  Why do you do this to yourself?"

            "It's all I have left."