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My hands begin to tremble and my heart beats arrhythmically. I feel anxious, lost, and I feel like throwing up.

"Put it to me, won't you?" she says, biting her lower lip slightly. I couldn't help but look at her in disgust at the same time as I feel my face burn.

Shall I introduce her? Who the hell does she think she is?

"Are you talking about Harry?" inquires Delilah, more confused than before.

"Oh, his name is Harry. . . nice name," says the girl, with a stupid smile on her face. I don't like this girl.

I have to get out of here, I don't want to be asked any more questions I can't even answer. I don't want them to find out who Harry really is.

"I have to. . ." I get up from my seat quickly and take the tray of food in my hands. "I have to go" I announce to almost run out of there.

I hear Brent and Delilah calling me, but I don't listen to them. I just need to get some air. I need to get out of here.

I throw the leftovers of my food in the trash and leave the tray in place before I