Chapter 16 (v)

“I started my freshman year there. Adam was a senior; he thought I was cute. The first time we met, he pulled me under the bleachers by the track. He—” It was more difficult than I imagined it could be. This would be the first I’d spoken about it—any of it…with anyone. Hearing the words spoken aloud somehow made them more terrifying. I was transported back to the track, in the cool shade of the towering steps, with one hand on my cheek and his other crawling up my skirt. He’d been so gentle…until I said no.

“I’d said no…but it didn’t matter. I cried for three weeks after but couldn’t let anyone see. After all, I was the ‘lucky freshman’ who’d caught his attention. Girls would’ve killed to be in my position&hellip