I pulled away quickly, knowing what I had done was in the top ten stupidest things ever to do.

"I have to go," I said quickly as I got up from the floor and ran off in search of the nearest exit. Josh shouted something at me but I didn't understand. I didn't want to understand. I was too scared to. He was probably shouting some profanity at me. Hell knows I deserved it.

Not knowing where I was headed, I ran into the first bathroom in my path. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was so confused. So lost. I didn't know what to do or say. I just didn't know any more. I needed to get away from all this but I couldn't. It was all pounding at my door and I couldn't answer it. I was overwhelmed. I was beyond overwhelmed. I needed an outlet. Everything was screaming at me to just try it one more time. I couldn't ignore it. There was no way.

" You IDIOT!" they shouted in unison. "Look what you've done now! You've royally screwed everything up!"

"I know," I whispered aloud. "You don't have to rub it in."

"Josh probably hates you now. He probably thinks you're some sort of freak."

"Most definately," I muttered. "Oh why am i so stupid?!"

An idea struck me, almost as lightning would, and the electricty from it spread throughout my whole body. I knew what I wanted to do. A devious smile wandered across my face and I pulled my purse close to me.

"I knew I would have a reason for these," I said reaching into my bag and pulling out some dull scizzors. But before I could make another move, a knock on the door woke me from my dream-state.