Panic

I did not know the definition to give to what just happened. Did I just have another sensual exchange with Mr. Brett? Someone, Help!! I must have gotten stuck in my dream world. It was the only reasonable explanation to what just happened since I have been daydreaming so much recently.

I was on my heels and out of the school building within two minutes. I did not want to stop to think, so I kept running all the way home.

When I was half way home, I stopped to catch my breath. I bent and placed my hands on my knees, panting heavily. The instant my brain started to recollect what just happened, I resumed my running. This time I didn’t stop until I got home.

I rushed into the house, crossed my mom who was in the sitting room and headed for my room, totally ignoring her greetings.

Once in my room, I threw my backpack on the floor and pounced on my bed. I pressed my face into my pillow and screamed. By the time I was done, my throat literally collapsed and was hurting badly.

I heard my mo