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over,” Neil replied.
     
    I nodded. “I’m sorry. I know I’m probably just being stupid. I don’t know why I fell for what he was saying.”
     
    “You don’t have to feel bad about it, Ellen. He’s good at what he does. Just be careful around him. And keep your door locked,” he replied.
     
    “Oh, I just remembered what else he said. Supposedly Erin was angry at the way I reacted yesterday and has been spreading something around the school about us. Derrick said it would hit me like a ton of bricks or something like that,” I said. “I wonder what he meant.”
    Neil frowned slightly and held my hand as we walked into the school.

 
     
    Chapter 8
    It really wasn’t too bad. People stared and whispered, but that was nothing new. Neil walked me to my locker and insisted that I stand back as he opened it. The smell hit me as soon as he opened the door. Inside, getting blood all over my science notebook, was a huge slab of rotting meat. I turned my back and took several steps away, barely aware of the laughter erupting around me.
     
    Neil put his arm around my waist. “Go ahead to your first class, El. I’ll take care of this,” he said. I looked back to my locker to see if it would be any way possible to get my Spanish book out and noticed the sign for the first time. NEIL’S LATEST KILL. I wasn’t even sure I knew what that was supposed to mean. I nodded to Neil and said, “Thank you.”
     
    The boys in school seemed to have the idea in their heads that I was “looking for love,” to put it nicely. I spent the morning being hounded by catcalls and rude gestures, getting furious only when a few of the boys started to smack my butt as I walked down the halls. A boy named Jake in my Algebra class went so far as to slam $5 down on my desk and then he began to unzip his pants before the teacher noticed and sent him down the principal’s office. It was aggravating and embarrassing, but I was handling it.
     
    Neil was waiting for me at my locker before lunch. He caused a flurry of whispers and gasps when he stroked my cheek and kissed me softly on the lips. “How is it going?” he asked.
     
    “I’m doing fine,” I said, smiling. “Some boys are being stupid, but it’s no big deal.”
     
    Neil nodded and smiled. “That’s good to hear. I found these signs in the men’s bathrooms.” He opened his bag and there were a stack of flyers inside, each calling me a slut using various terms and listed my prices. $5 for a BJ, $10 for “all the way.”
     
    I shook my head in disbelief.
     
    “I think I got them all,” Neil said, shutting his bag again. I turned to walk to the cafeteria, but Neil touched my hand and I stopped and turned back to him. He hugged me close and kissed my forehead. “I’m really proud of you, you know,” he said.
     
    “Why?” I said, smiling up at him.
     
    “They’ll get bored and give up when they see they’re not getting to you,” he replied.
     
    I grinned and said, “I hope so. My butt will never recover if this never ends!”
     
    ***
     
    I was walking towards band at the end of the day when suddenly someone walking behind me grabbed me and forced me into the men’s restroom. I tried to scream but a hand clamped over my mouth. The lights were out and I couldn’t see much of anything. I could tell there were at least two or more guys in the room. I tried to break free, but they twisted my arms behind me and I could barely move.
     
    I felt hands all over me, grabbing my breasts and rubbing between my legs. Someone grabbed one of my hands and pushed it against his crotch so I could feel him straining against his pants. I was sobbing and could barely breathe with the hand covering my mouth and blocking part of my nose.
     
    “With her shaking knees and big eyes,” one of them said, laughing. “She’s just like Bambi.” The others laughed and someone licked my cheek.
     
    The door of the bathroom opened and the guys went silent. I tried to make any sort