It's been two weeks since that night happened. well, that morning will be more suitable. I'm still grounded, she's still having fun behind my parents' back. ugh why did I let something like this happen to me again? I should have known that Rana won't change. Finally Mr. Peterson showed up for class. It's been two weeks since I last had him as a first period teacher. He took a leave of absence for two weeks because he had an accident. He hates it when kids call him "Mr. Peterson". When there's no other teacher around, he lets us call him "Sam." He's quite tall, with bright blue eyes. He seems to have lost weight in the last two weeks. But luckily his smile still lights up the room and encourages me to study math, one of the subjects I really hate at first, but eventually like. "How's your daughter Sam?" people. “She's doing great now. Her grandmother stays at home to take care of her. Thank you for asking…is she Rani or Rana?” "It's Rani. Rana is the elegant one, remember?" I still don't understand how people keep getting confused about which one is which. Yes, we are identical, but still...Sam just laughed and then started looking at the class. "Class! How are things going with the sub? Is he funnier than me? Should I be worried that you like it more than me?" The kids responded like rapid fire. They all complained about how the sub sucks. Sam just smiled and tried to calm the kids down when a familiar looking little boy walked in. The boy who had just walked in really reminded me of my elementary school crush, Jake. When we were in second grade, he would stand up from the kids taking away my lunch. His eyes were blue-green with a small scar under his cheek even...halfway through the paper...undecided to think about what he said and then a boy came up to me “Why did you do this? ." Jake told me this while standing right next to me. I warned him that it would take a long time, but he said he could feel it all night since he saw Rana "grinding" with another guy and stuck in another guy's hands now. So I told him the whole story and I felt like the weight I had on my back all this time was lifted off my back. I hesitated a bit but he held my hand assuring me that everything will be fine. After the long story Jake hugged me and told me why I had never told him this before. I was happy to finally tell him. Finally the slow song came on and he dragged me onto the dance floor and we finally danced the night away. And I swear in that moment I feel like we will last forever.