[A FEW HOURS LATER…]MIA ♥I sat in the guidance counselor’s office with my knees pressed together, my hands were clasped so tightly that my knuckles were white. Mrs. Delgado’s desk smelled like candles, and the clock on the wall ticked louder than it should have. I kept my gaze on the desk, knowing my eyes were swollen like hell by now.Mrs. Delgado leaned forward, her voice was gentle but firm. “Mia, you don’t need to worry. I’m not going to pry if you don’t want to talk. But you don’t look fine. Your face is all blotchy, sweetheart. Are you sure you’re okay?”I forced a smile that felt so plainly fake. “Yes, I’m fine. Really.”She hummed skeptically—and sighed through her nose. “You know you can talk to me, right? I know that kids can be vicious.”My throat tightened. “I know. But I’m okay.”She studied me for another long second, then nodded slowly. “Alright. If you say so.” She flipped open a folder on her desk. “You volunteered for the Peer-to-Peer Tutoring Program last semes
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