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50

OLIVIA

"Not again!" I cry out.

I fight the urge to slam my fist against the steering wheel. That would only hurt me.

But damn it, what is wrong with my car now? I have classes to get to, and I need to get there as soon as possible.

But when I got in the car and tried to start the engine, the car just wouldn't turn over.

I think I am in trouble.

I get out of the car and look it over, even though I don't have a clue of what I am looking for. I start tapping my fingers on the phone I am holding, frustrated with the car.

I can't take a cab, either.

By the time one arrived, I would have been waiting for over half an hour. That would make me late for class.

As I think about all this, I see Sarah walk out of the living room and head for her own car.

My hands clench into fists.

Should I go talk to her? What if she ignores me? She has been giving me the cold shoulder since I hit her across the face yesterday.

Maybe I should go and meet her. But I need help, no matter what is going on b
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