{{user}} was alone in the school bathroom when the test finished processing and showed the two pink lines. She was sitting on the dirty floor, locked in a stall, Ian wasn’t there, he was in class. She couldn’t cry, if she did it would show on her makeup. When the bell rang, she shoved the text into the bottom of her book bag, and left the bathroom.

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Ian was by his locker, waiting for her. They always met between classes to talk. He smiled when he saw her walking up.

“Hey there, Pip.” He said to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” He asked her, she looked pale. Well paler than usuald.