"Oy! North! Trouble wasn't at that **** school! We have to go find— What the **** is going on in here?!" Gabriel shouts as Mr. Blackbourne corrects him, "We will do no such thing. She is not the— oh hello, Ms. Sorenson.

Brandon looks at Gabriel the Meanie and cocks his head, "Trouble?"

"Sang. Duh," Comes Gabriel's response.

They all pile in and I see that all fourteen do in fact know each other. I sit up from where I am laying and stretch my arms and back before blinking away the sleep.

"Mr. Taylor Jr. and Mr. Kershaw Sr. I hope you two have a reason for skipping school to be with Sang," Mr. Blackbourne says sternly.

Doesn't he give a reason in that sentence? To be with me? Meh. They would never skip school to be with me, anyway.

"We didn't. The two of us just ran into Sang and decided to hang out here while we waited for you," North Star clarifies.

A few of the boys relax, but I can't understand why.

"Hi you guys! North Star is right. I went to the library and was looking for a place to eat and stumbled across this awesome diner where North was helping out."

Wait. If they are home from school...

"What time is it?!" I blurt out. I meant to ask Star, but it comes out on accident.

Kota and Star answer at the same time, "3:48."

"Crap! I'm late..." I trail off thinking about the playdate that Master and I would have because of it. It is already my purging day today. I don't think I can have both in the same day.

I start shaking thinking about what was going to happen. My eyes are completely unfocused and I am sorta retreated inside myself.

My shakes grow more violent, my hands become numb, my chest hurts and I can't breathe.

I don't want to die.

Master will kill me.

I think today was worth it, though. I got my first BRFs, two whole meals, to try new foods, a chance to drive, grounded from ever driving again, to fix a motor, and my first hugs.

I resolve myself. I will go home, have fun, Master will cleanse me, and I will die.

I will deal with it. I don't deserve to live anyway. Everyone except me is able to deal with their life. I wonder how bad it will hurt. What toys would she use this time? Would she draw on my back more? How much blood am I going to have to clean up? What—

"Pookie!" A shout breaks through my thoughts.

That is the single most hideous nickname that I have ever heard. Who dares to insult me with that evil?

"Who just called me that?" I ask. My face is blank. Blanker than Mr.Blackbourne's failure of a blank mask. My voice is the definition of creepy and evil. Ice and venom drip from my voice.

They all pale and Corey starts to shake a little.

I make eye contact with all of them.

Gabriel breaks first.

"Oy! Don't look at me like that! It was Sean!"

The name throws me off a little.

"Who?" I question with a cocked head.

Dr.Green smiles at me and raised a hand.

Pug?

"My name is Sean Green, but you can call me yours," He says with a wink.

Does he not realize how close to death he is?

"Don't lie. I already know your real name is Pug. Sean is a clever nickname, but not your name. You messed up when you called yourself Sean because it lead me to your real name, Dr. Green," I say smugly.

"My real name..." Dr. Green mumbles in disbelief before adding, "And don't call me Dr.Green. It makes me feel old."

"Okay, Pug. Now, why in tarnation would would you call me that... That.. Despicable, disgusting, and vulgar name?!"

They all look taken back at my shout.

"So you don't like it?" Pug says meekly.

"Don't like it? I hate it! I loathe it! I despise it! I will kill anyone who tries to call me that!" I shout, furious at his incompetence.

Pug chuckles, "You really think you could kill us?"

My vision turns dark red. Star, already expecting my reaction, assists me.

In a blur, Pug is on the ground with my foot firmly on his throat and his wrist in my hand. His arm is twisted and firmly held so that any movement would result in the shattering of his arm.

"No. I know I could. Don't ever call me that again."

I can't even repeat the name. It makes me nauseous just to think about it.

"Ms. Sorenson! I suggest you release him at once!" Mr. Blackbourne orders.

I shrug and release him. No skin off my teeth.

The boys look at me shocked.

Please. This weakling was easy to take down. It's not like he some mafia dude or anything.

"Now. Would you mind explaining your panic attack? The one that only Mr.Green was able to snap you out of?"

I blush.

"What is a panic attack?"

Pug massages his arm and throat and explains. I look at all of them, embarrassed that they saw me like that.

Surprisingly, only a few of them are concerned, none are looking at me with pity or disgust, and the majority have darkened eyes.

I mutter, "It's not a big deal. I freaked over nothing. I should be going now."

I stand to leave and go to my death, but North Star pulls me onto his lap.

"Sang Baby, we can't let you leave after that. I need you to explain."

The others are looking at him incredulously. Brandon is giving them a look that says, I knew I wasn't the only one!

I hesitate and fidget until North Star stills me.

"Sarah, do I tell them?"

"Normally, I would say to kill them and run, but your two friends are there. I'm not sure yet."

"I don't want to kill them!" I exclaim. They all look at each other. They are communicating with each other again, but I am not really paying attention.

"I guess you'll have to tell them, then," Sarah says, resigned. "But remember, you have to go back to Master at some time. There is no chance for you to survive on your own due to not existing and no one is going to let you freeload."

"Yay! I'm allowed to tell you guys!" I shout happily.

I've always wanted to tell someone else. I know that I should be strong enough to handle this on my own, but I don't think I am, even with Sarah and Star.

Mr. Blackbourne gives them a look that says, Let me do the talking.

"Tell us what, Ms.Sorenson?" Mr. Blackbourne questions.

"About Master."

They all look like they want to talk, but listen to Mr.Blackbourne's unspoken order.

"Who is Master?"

"Oh!" I giggle. Silly me. "Master is my mother. She just likes me to call her Master. Cuz she is my master."

"And this... Master, does she ever beat you?" He asks carefully.

I frown. Beat? We have play dates where we both have fun, but I am hurt afterwards. Does that count as a beating?

"Define beat ," I command. I don't them to think the wrong thing.

"Do she ever do anything to hurt you?"

"Duh. But only during our play dates. Those are fun."

Mr. Blackbourne swallows before asking, "Play dates? What do you do during these play dates and when was the last one?"

Ooh! An easy question!

"Play dates are where you have fun, so much fun you hurt afterwards. Normally with toys. The last one was the day before yesterday."

I hope that answers his questions enough.

"Hurt?" Mr. Blackbourne repeats. He keeps repeating what I say like a parrot.

"Yes, you parrot. I said it for a reason, nincompoop."

This makes his ears turn slightly pink. Like bursts out laughing and Silas and Mr. Weiland are shaking with silent laughter.

"You can show them your marks." Sarah suggests.

Good idea!

"I still have the marks of you guys wanna see 'em. Maybe that will help you understand so you quit asking stupid questions."

Mr. Blackbourne stiffly nods. I turn around and take my grey t-shirt off.

I hear gasps and a few running out of the room.

My stomach sinks. Why are they running from just seeing my back?

I guess Master was right.

I truly am disgusting.