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Annie couldn't move. She couldn't understand how all of this stuff kept happening. Senior year was supposed to be about fun excitement, not about pregnancies, cancer, and date r**e. Annie couldn't wrap her mind around what happened to Georgia, not yet, but she swore she would never mention it to her parents. Annie supposed that was one of the reasons why she liked Georgia so much. Most girls would want their fathers to know when boys had hurt them, they craved the bloodshed, but not Georgia. She didn't want Jake in trouble.
When her phone rang, she looked at it on the coffee table and deemed it too far away. It was probably just Conner anyway. She rolled her eyes, there was another can of worms just waiting to burst open. When it rang again, she moved, picking it up. She looked at the
