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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"I spend the next two weeks in bed mostly sleeping and listening to music. I'm gaining weight and my burns are almost healed but I can't bring myself to use the scar cream. Christina tells me that one day I'll wish that I had but I think otherwise. My scars are there to show me what I have overcome. I can hear people walking and talking downstairs but for now I am content to lay in my bed. By now I've stopped getting sick but I get very dizzy if I stand up too quickly and my feet start to hurt if I stand for too long. However, that hasn't stopped Christina from wanting to take me shopping. I finally agreed that we would go today. I slowly ease myself out I bed. I already took my bath and got dressed in a pair of leggings, an old long sleeve t-shirt and sneakers. Nothing fits me anymore because my bump has begun to really show./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Trrrrrriiiiiiiiissssss"/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Coming!" I yell/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"As I inch my way awkwardly down the stairs I hear Shauna and Marlene talking excitedly in the kitchen. I have become close with them over the last two weeks. When I get downstairs they walk towards me./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""You ready to shop?" Marlene asks/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Sure..." I reply hesitantly as Christina struts into the room and squeals,/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""I'm so excited! Maternity clothes, I've looked up everything and I know exactly what the styles are right now!" She says as we head out to her car/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Remember Christina," I say as we pull out of the driveway "long sleeve, long pants."/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""I know, I know." She says sighing "But can we get some dresses, pleeeaaaasseee?"/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Fine." I reply grudgingly, huffing as I work to get myself into the passenger seat of her car. /div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"On the way to the mall we stop at a stoplight and hear someone yelling from outside the car. I look to my right and realize that the four guys I had met a couple weeks ago are in it along with someone new. He has blonde hair, bright green eyes and piercings along his left ear. For a moment all I can do is stare at him. He reminds me of someone but I can't place who. Then my eyes shift from him to the person in the driver's seat an I am suddenly looking into the blue eyes I have dreamed about for weeks. And they are looking right back at me. We stay that way for a minute before someone honks and he blushes and zooms off realizing that the light had turned green. I sit staring out of the window for a minute until I realize that no one is talking. I turn around and see that they are all looking at me./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""What?" I ask defensively "it's a nice day outside."/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Sure..." Marlene replies teasingly. Before I can respond we pull into the mall parking lot and memories come flooding back. I immediately pick out my favorite one: Christina and I are seven and we are going to the mall to get friendship bracelets. I am snapped out of my memory by Christina squealing as she yanks open my door./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Come on!" She practically yells as she drags me out of the car "The mall is only open for another five hours and we have a ton to get done. Tris, first you have to go with me to the ATT store to get your phone and then you can go to the food court while we pick out clothes for you." At this my stomach rumbles and Shauna laughs as we start walking toward the mall entrance./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"*40 minutes later/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Alright I'll text you when I need you! Okay? Okay. See you soon!" Christina calls as she jogs away from me towards the part of the mall that she mapped out for herself./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Christina," I yell "I don't know how to use this!" I say to myself as I examine the device in my hand. Looking back to where she was I shrug and head towards the food court. When I get there I immediately smell Chick Fil A and I hurry there as fast as I can. I walk right up to the counter and order 3 sandwiches, 2 large fries and a large iced tea. Once my meal comes I take it to a nearby table and start eating as I try my best not to acknowledge the disapproving looks I am getting from a couple at the table next to mine. I can't blame them though. I'm a seventeen year old in high school and pregnant. I'm worthless. I'm a piece of crap. I'll never be good enough for anyone. Ever. With that thought I feel a tear make its way down my cheek and drip onto my hand. Then there, in the middle of a crowded cafeteria I set down my sandwich put my head in my hands and begin to sob. I sit there for what feels like hours but in reality is only seconds when I feel a hand gently touch my shoulder. I look up and see that it is the guy who I saw in the car with the other guys. The one with the tons of piercings./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Hey, are you okay?" He asks me smiling gently with a concerned look on his face./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"I begin to say that I am fine but as I reach to wipe my tears I realize that the couple that was looking disapprovingly at me before is now looking at us with pure disgust. My tears instantly start running again and all I can say is a short no before I break down into sobs. I feel his hand guiding me to stand up and willingly follow him as he leads me somewhere where I can hide my ugliness and worthlessness. I look up and see myself in a mirror, my tear stained face looking back at me. As I turn around it vaguely registers in my brain that I'm in a bathroom with someone that I barely know, but at this point I'm too tired to care. Until I turn around and see the hungry look that he is giving me and hear the click of the door locking behind us./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"Tris/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"I spend the next two weeks in bed mostly sleeping and listening to music. I'm gaining weight and my burns are almost healed but I can't bring myself to use the scar cream. Christina tells me that one day I'll wish that I had but I think otherwise. My scars are there to show me what I have overcome. I can hear people walking and talking downstairs but for now I am content to lay in my bed. By now I've stopped getting sick but I get very dizzy if I stand up too quickly and my feet start to hurt if I stand for too long. However, that hasn't stopped Christina from wanting to take me shopping. I finally agreed that we would go today. I slowly ease myself out I bed. I already took my bath and got dressed in a pair of leggings, an old long sleeve t-shirt and sneakers. Nothing fits me anymore because my bump has begun to really show./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Trrrrrriiiiiiiiissssss"/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Coming!" I yell/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"As I inch my way awkwardly down the stairs I hear Shauna and Marlene talking excitedly in the kitchen. I have become close with them over the last two weeks. When I get downstairs they walk towards me./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""You ready to shop?" Marlene asks/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Sure..." I reply hesitantly as Christina struts into the room and squeals,/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""I'm so excited! Maternity clothes, I've looked up everything and I know exactly what the styles are right now!" She says as we head out to her car/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Remember Christina," I say as we pull out of the driveway "long sleeve, long pants."/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""I know, I know." She says sighing "But can we get some dresses, pleeeaaaasseee?"/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Fine." I reply grudgingly, huffing as I work to get myself into the passenger seat of her car. /div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"On the way to the mall we stop at a stoplight and hear someone yelling from outside the car. I look to my right and realize that the four guys I had met a couple weeks ago are in it along with someone new. He has blonde hair, bright green eyes and piercings along his left ear. For a moment all I can do is stare at him. He reminds me of someone but I can't place who. Then my eyes shift from him to the person in the driver's seat an I am suddenly looking into the blue eyes I have dreamed about for weeks. And they are looking right back at me. We stay that way for a minute before someone honks and he blushes and zooms off realizing that the light had turned green. I sit staring out of the window for a minute until I realize that no one is talking. I turn around and see that they are all looking at me./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""What?" I ask defensively "it's a nice day outside."/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Sure..." Marlene replies teasingly. Before I can respond we pull into the mall parking lot and memories come flooding back. I immediately pick out my favorite one: Christina and I are seven and we are going to the mall to get friendship bracelets. I am snapped out of my memory by Christina squealing as she yanks open my door./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Come on!" She practically yells as she drags me out of the car "The mall is only open for another five hours and we have a ton to get done. Tris, first you have to go with me to the ATT store to get your phone and then you can go to the food court while we pick out clothes for you." At this my stomach rumbles and Shauna laughs as we start walking toward the mall entrance./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"*40 minutes later/div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Alright I'll text you when I need you! Okay? Okay. See you soon!" Christina calls as she jogs away from me towards the part of the mall that she mapped out for herself./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Christina," I yell "I don't know how to use this!" I say to myself as I examine the device in my hand. Looking back to where she was I shrug and head towards the food court. When I get there I immediately smell Chick Fil A and I hurry there as fast as I can. I walk right up to the counter and order 3 sandwiches, 2 large fries and a large iced tea. Once my meal comes I take it to a nearby table and start eating as I try my best not to acknowledge the disapproving looks I am getting from a couple at the table next to mine. I can't blame them though. I'm a seventeen year old in high school and pregnant. I'm worthless. I'm a piece of crap. I'll never be good enough for anyone. Ever. With that thought I feel a tear make its way down my cheek and drip onto my hand. Then there, in the middle of a crowded cafeteria I set down my sandwich put my head in my hands and begin to sob. I sit there for what feels like hours but in reality is only seconds when I feel a hand gently touch my shoulder. I look up and see that it is the guy who I saw in the car with the other guys. The one with the tons of piercings./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;""Hey, are you okay?" He asks me smiling gently with a concerned look on his face./div
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div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"I begin to say that I am fine but as I reach to wipe my tears I realize that the couple that was looking disapprovingly at me before is now looking at us with pure disgust. My tears instantly start running again and all I can say is a short no before I break down into sobs. I feel his hand guiding me to stand up and willingly follow him as he leads me somewhere where I can hide my ugliness and worthlessness. I look up and see myself in a mirror, my tear stained face looking back at me. As I turn around it vaguely registers in my brain that I'm in a bathroom with someone that I barely know, but at this point I'm too tired to care. Until I turn around and see the hungry look that he is giving me and hear the click of the door locking behind us./div