July 5A Chapter by Calypso
I was so, so happy to see Roman today. It was during my first free time. He was sitting in an over-sized chair reading a Rolling Stones magazine. I was surprise to see him back to early.
“Wow look at you, you look as you’ve gained a pounds since I was gone.”
Jesus I knew I shouldn’t have eaten two s’mores. I wanted to slap him, or turn around and never speak to him again, but instead I sat by him.
I quickly whipped the tears from my eyes. As of late I feel so fat, but I wasn’t about verbally attack Roman for what he said.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“It’s fine.” I sighed and neatly folded my hands on my lap.
“How was yesterday?” I interrupted.
He sat the magazine by him, “Fine.”
I waited for him to say something else but thirty seconds passed without anything being said.
“Roman, I…” I wasn’t sure what I could say. From the tone of his voice I knew things had went bad at home, but just saying ‘fine’ left a lot of questions to be asked.
Pinching the bridge of his nose Roman continued, “I just hate home”
“Let’s drop it and start over.” I finally said. I knew we both were getting deep in to our emotions.
“Fine. I think you need to go the nurse.”
I squinted “Why?”
He lined in and whispered in my ear, “You have blood on your pants.”
“Impossible I haven't had a period in a year.” I whispered.
“Why don’t you go see the nurse before you become embarrassed? I’ll even take you to the nurse.”
After thinking about it I nodded. As soon as I stood up Roman was behind me. He was holding a magazine over my butt.
“What the…?” I whispered.
“Just keeping it a secret.”
We wobbled to Janna who was sitting by her self, watching the extremely long lines for the phones.
“Can I have a tampon?” I asked leaning in very close.
Janna’s eyes grew very wide and she smiled. She acted like I was telling I was about to give birth. Janna jumped up from her seat and grabbed a hold of my hands.
“I have no pads or tampons, but you should ask the nurse.” Then she added, “I’m so proud of you.”
I knew I blushed a bright red but neither Roman nor Janna commented on it. I turned to Roman trying to not look at him, “I guess I’ll see you later.”
“Ya you too.”
© 2012 Calypso
Added on November 14, 2010
Last Updated on May 5, 2012
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