HOW WE GOT BACK SENIOR YEAR LAURA

When I woke up, my head throbbed, and my vision was blurry. The rough fabric of a car seat pressed against my cheek, and the air smelled like gasoline and sweat. I tried to move, but my arms felt like lead. "Jess..." I croaked, my voice barely audible.

"She's waking up," a voice muttered, sharp and unfamiliar.

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"She better stay out," another snapped.

Jess was beside me, her face pale and streaked with tears. She whispered something to me, her voice urgent but muffled, like it was coming from underwater. "Laura, listen... You need to run. You have to run, okay? As soon as you can, go!"

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Her words barely registered before the car jolted, throwing me against the door. The pain in my head intensified, and I felt the darkness creeping in again.

The next thing I knew, I was outside. The cold air bit at my skin, and the world swayed unsteadily. I didn't remember how I got there. Did I kick someone? Did they push me out? "Focus, Laura," I whispered to myself, trying to stay upright. My

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head was pounding, and my thoughts felt sluggish, like they were swimming through molasses.

as I made my way through

in my mind, keeping me moving even

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the name a

suddenly blazed in the distance, cutting through the darkness. The light

more.

1 could, though

word barely

skidding against the asphalt. I tried to stay

myself collapse to my knees, the cold road biting into my skin. Someone was

has Jess... He has... help... Jess..." I forced the

vision were darkening. No matter how hard I tried, I

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open any longer.

someone running toward me, and then a hand on

was frantic, familiar, but I couldn't place it. Everything was slipping away, fading

antiseptic stung my nose as my eyes fluttered open. The harsh white light of the hospital room blurred everything-around me. My

thought maybe just maybe-my mother would be here. I imagined her sitting in the chair beside me, her face pinched with worry, her perfectly

scraping like

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Jess.

trying to sit up, panic surging through me. Jess. Was

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up in every direction, his shirt wrinkled from where he must

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