AND ALL THE DRUGS IN THE WORLD WON'T GET US BACK UP AGAIN CAUSE WE USED TO BE ON TOP OF THE WORLD. Despite my attempts to deny the event that happened, all the lies in the world couldn't fool myself. I loved Josh. But I hated what he had done to me. Several thoughts raced through my head. I went back to the moments which felt like so long ago. I went back to the feelings of virginity and chastity. Back when I was a child. Then I began to wonder if a child really was growing inside me. What if I do? My future is over. Oh god, everything is over. My mind scanned my overfilled brain with not yet proven thoughts. I felt myself begin to panic, feeling my body decreasing temerature. Freezing, I put on my jacket, and continued with frightening thoughts, flooding my mind and overpowering my brain. Then the bell rang. Though I have heard it countless times before, this time, it was different. It took me a long time to realize I wasn't breathing. I was wearing two jackets by the time I got to the restroom which smelled strongly of marijuana and a pugnent smell of womanly fluids. Stepping into the stall, I prayed my period would come. I knew it was unlikely, but I hoped, so this stupid theory of a fetus developing inside me would be erased. I stepped out of the stall, with a flushed face. I shook my head, dissapointed, letting the cold water wash over my sordid hands. Still freezing, I took off the heavy sweaters and looked at myself, attempting to smile and relax myself. Pulling up my sleeves, I stopped abruptly, staring directly at my underarms concealed in my long-sleeved shirt. Nobody else had taken notice, for everyone had been putting on heavy makeup and candy-pink lipstick. But that wasn't important. I was sweating profusely and I had been freezing.