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said, as she dropped her bag onto the floor with a thud.
    Suddenly the guilt dam that I had built, burst, and as I stood there facing her, the gravity of what I had done over the last week hit me like a ton of bricks.  I felt my knee’s buckle, as my head spun, and I could see double.  I didn’t remember fainting or hitting my head on the vacuum cleaner.  But the next thing I remembered was being in my bed, with Tilly next to me, calling my name, and Dylan standing at the end of the bed, staring down at me.
    “Mon, oh there you are, don’t sit up, just lay there for a minute, you banged your head pretty hard” Tilly said.
    I reached up and touched my forehead, and felt the egg that was growing rapidly like a horn. I groaned in pain that pounded through my head, which blurred my vision.
    “She’s getting some colour back in her face now” Tilly said to Dylan.
    “You gave us quite a scare there Mon” Dylan said, when he touched my ankle and rubbed his thumb in small circles on the inside of my calf I felt a jolt of white light flood through me, causing my face to blush hot.
    I smiled, and closed my eyes, as I tried to push the pain out.  That night as I slept, Dylan, sat in the chair next to my bed.  Every time I opened my eyes, I would see him there, and I felt safe. I still felt sick to my stomach, I couldn’t shake the guilt, I didn’t know what to do, and the thought of what I had done, was all too much.
    The next morning when I woke up, Dylan had left my bedside.  I reached up and felt that the lump had subsided somewhat.  The pounding had eased and I was feeling a little better.  I flung the blankets off me and went to the mirror, to see that I had a small cut on my head and that was it. 
    “Well at least I don’t look like Quasimodo” I muttered to myself.
    When I opened my door I could hear Tilly in the kitchen, talking to Dylan about her week away, and all the cute guys that were on the beach.  She was telling him that if she was single she could have picked up so many times.  I felt disgust well up inside me.  I would never treat Dylan that way.  But typical Tilly, just like our parents, only thinking of herself; when I walked into the kitchen Dylan looked up from the table and blew me a secret kiss and a wink. I grinned.  Tilly turned to look at me.
    “Well look at you, what a welcome home that was” she said.
    I gave her a weak smile and opened the fridge to get the juice as I turned to get a glass; Tilly caught my face in her hands and began to eye me hard. I felt panic begin to rise up inside me.
    “Look at you, you look different, how can a week make you look so different, like you’re suddenly grown up.  Look at her Dylan, doesn’t she look like she’s grown up suddenly” she said and pushed my face towards Dylan. 
    My cheeks began to burn with embarrassment and fear that I had been caught out; Dylan’s face said a similar thing.
    “Na I don’t know, she looks like the same old Mon to me” he said, and stared intently back down at his breakfast.
    “Well maybe, anyway, I’m going to be ring today to get you booked back into school,  it’s not right that you are spending so much time with Dylan and me, you have to make friends, and maybe even a boyfriend, maybe someone will like you” Tilly said as she let out a big belly laugh.
    I blushed again, and let out a small giggle.  Now that Tilly was home, I was glad that I would be going back to school; it would give me a place to be away from her.
    The next day, Tilly and Dylan took me over to the school; it was a sea of meeting teachers, getting uniforms, signing forms, meeting students in my classes and being lectured about the school rules.  I just simply nodded and smiled.  On the way back to the car, Tilly marched ahead and Dylan gave my hand a squeeze. Every time he touched me it was like a pulse of electricity flowed through my body, and the ached deep down between my legs threatened to overflow.
    “It’s going