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then pulled off my old jeans and underwear and noticed blood in my panties. As I stared down at the bright red blood, I started to panic. I sat down on the toilet and relieved myself only to find more blood on the toilet paper. I sat there, terrified, not knowing what to do. 
    I had no idea what was wrong with me, and other than Kellan, I had no one to ask. I didn’t feel comfortable telling Kellan what was wrong with me…especially since I didn’t know what was wrong. I knew I needed to talk to someone, but I really didn’t have anyone else. My stomach really hurt now, pain coming in waves. I wadded up some toilet paper and stuck them back in my old underwear, not wanting to get my new underwear dirty. Then I slipped back into my old raggedy jeans and sat down on the closed lid of the toilet. I sat there for a while, not sure what to do. I wanted Kellan, but I was too embarrassed to tell him what was wrong.
    I must have been in there for a long time because Kellan finally came knocking on the bathroom door, “Hey, what are you doing in there? You’ve been in there for almost 30 minutes. Are you okay?”
    The second I heard his voice, I started to cry. “I’m okay…” I sniffled.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    “Noth…nothing,” I sobbed.
    “Open the door…you’re scaring me, now,” he ordered.
    “I’m fine,” I said, trying to stop the tears.
    “Abby, open the door, NOW!” he shouted.
    “Is she alright?” I heard Brianna ask him.
    “I don’t know. She won’t open the door.” He yelled at me again, “Abby, open the door, now…please.”
    “We have a key. I’ll go get it. Maybe I should talk to her,” Brianna said.
    “Yeah, maybe,” he said, staring at the closed door.
    I knew Brianna was going to come in and I was certain I didn’t want to talk to her, so I quietly unlocked the door and opened it. Kellan forced it open the rest of the way and stepped inside the bathroom.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked when he saw my ashen face.
    I looked up at Brianna and wanted her to leave. I closed the door behind him and said, “I’m fine.”
    “No, you’re not. Are you mad at me because I’m leaving? I swear I’m not leaving you and I’ll call and write…”
    “It’s not that,” I said, looking down. I needed to know what was wrong with me, but I was afraid to tell him…I didn’t know how to tell him, explain…”
    “Then, what?” he asked
    “I um, I think…I’m sick…or something.”
    “Why? What’s wrong?”
    “My um, my stomach hurts.”
    “And?” he said, getting impatient with me.
    “I’m…”
    “You’re what?” he asked.
    “I’m…” I couldn’t look at him, “I’m…bleeding.”
    “Where?” he asked, looking me over.
    I couldn’t say anything. When he asked me again where I was bleeding, I finally looked up at him and I started to shake.
    “What’s wrong? Where are you bleed…? Oh, okay, I get it.”
    “You get what?” I asked, wanting in on this big secret that he seemed to understand, but left me clueless.
    “Maybe I should get Brianna for you,” he said nervously.
    “NO! Am I sick?” I asked.
    “Sick? No Abby, you’re not sick. Is this your first period?” he asked, looking away from me.
    “Period?” I asked, having no clue.
    “Yeah, is it your first one?”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “Oh, God! I may have been able to buy you bras, but I can’t explain this…”
    “Explain what?” I asked, irritated now.
    “ Nancy really pisses me off!” he shouted, and slammed his hand on the bathroom sink. He stopped shouting when he saw me starting to cry again. “I’m sorry. I’m not mad at you, just Nancy. She should have explained all of this to you. How the hell did she expect you to learn about…? She takes you out of health class, you have no friends and she’s never around…that Bitch!”
    “Kellan!” I snapped. I had heard Nancy and Joe swear at us for years, and I hated it when Kellan swore. He was