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As Mr Gavin comes closer, I feel my heart race up to my throat, threatening to be puked. "S. . .Stop it Mr Gavin, what are you trying to do?" I ask in a shaky voice, feeling my hands tremble by my side. Why on earth would he want to r**e me? Is this what I get for choosing to return to school? I'm mentally trying so hard to yell but I feel like I've lost my sense of speech. When I finally gather myself and find my voice, I open my mouth to yell for help. His reflexives catch up pretty fast as his hand goes up to my mouth, silencing me before my screams can erupt. "Shush Anye, I'm just trying to make you feel better. Don't make a scene, isn't this what all teenagers want anyways?" He chuckles maniacally. What is happening? Gathering every inch of girl power I have in me, I push him asi