Fall Breaking__Chapter 1

In October of 2005, my family and I spent fall break in Chicago, IL. I was spending the weekend at my best friend Brittney’s place. We were sitting on the couch flipping channels, but nothing was on, so we clicked the TV off and had a small chat. "So how are things back in LA?" she said. "(Sigh.) Aight, I guess. Same old same old. School, work, whatever," I replied. "Yeah, I know how it is. Same here. I’ve got a business test on the first day back and I’m dreading it. I haven't even come close to studying," she laughed. I gave a light chuckle, "Oh yeah? Let me see your business book." She went into closet; my jacket fell from the hook with a thud. "Wow, what's in here?" she asked and picked up my jacket. A blue and black striped pocketknife fell to the floor. She gave me a suspicious look, but I played it cool. "What’s this?" she demanded. "It’s just for protection; no big deal." "Do your parents know you have this?" "No,” I retorted, “I’m 19 years old; I don't need my parents’ permission for anything." "Sidney,” she whispered “You told me you didn't cut yourself anymore. You know I told you that if I thought you were in danger again, I’d tell your parents," she said with a motherly look of concern. "Come on, Brit. I said it's just for protection. Don’t worry; I’m fine, O.K.? I just wanna enjoy my fall break." She breathed a relenting sigh and said, “Fine, I trust you. I’m probably gonna regret it later, but I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.” “Good. Thank you. Now let's hit the town. You can study for your test later. Let’s get something to munch. I’ve got a serious craving for Taco Bell.”

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