33 Mattie
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I KNEW I COULDN’T KEEP stalling about the paternity test. At least he thought that I was looking into having it done. Now all I had to worry about was finding a way to switch his DNA with the real father’s.
But, who was the real father?
It all boiled down to exactly how far along I was. But, I would soon find that out.
After arriving at my next class, I realized that I’d forgotten my cell phone in my locker. I asked my history teacher, grumpy old Mr. Shera, if I could get a hall pass.
He sighed in irritation. “What for?”
I lied. “Aunt Flow has arrived.”
He looked confused. “Excuse me?”
“I have my period. I need to change my tampon.”
Mr. Shera grimaced. “Fine. Just try to make it back quickly.”
Enjoying his discomfort, I smiled. “I’ll try.”
A couple of minutes
