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just
take everyone home." He didn’t wait for an answer from the guilty teen,
just walked around to the driver’s side of the car and started to climb in.
Mike, eyes still furrowed, leaned into the back seat, to talk to his ice queen
before she vanished.
    "Don't worry, there is a hospital a
few miles away," he said with slight panic in his voice. He knew he was in
trouble. Mike had been responsible for his gal and, with his own dumb actions,
got shown up by one of the town rejects. Yours truly. Superhero reject.
    "I'm no-ot worried," I heard her
say through frozen lips. Mike’s shoulders relaxed a little but he glanced in
the rearview mirror twice before pulling back from the car, trying to figure
out what to say or what to think about me. Thankfully, he wasn’t able to come
up with anything.
    Another counselor settled in the front,
buckling quickly. Random hands slammed the back doors shut from the outside. I
nervously flattened my hair against my face then realized I was pretty much
leaning on the girl next to me, who didn’t even seem to notice. She looked
really bad.
    "Put the blanket around your neck and
head," I told her. "That’s where most of your body heat
escapes." Thank you, PE class.
    She opened her eyes and looked at me but
didn't move. She probably couldn't. She just lay at an awkward angle against
the seat, shivering sporadically. Her lips were blue and her eyes were bright
red. The white down comforter was actually a nice touch, very patriotic. I
freed my arms and pulled the blanket around her face till nothing but her eyes and
nose were sticking out.
    "Try to relax," I said to her,
“shivering and locking up your muscles uses up energy and you need that to keep
warm." She didn’t respond, but a corner of her frozen eyebrows wrinkled
into a “yeah, right” smirk. Might have just been muscle spasms, though.
    I couldn't remember, ever in my whole life,
talking this much to one person. Even though she hadn’t responded, I could feel
her trying to control the shivering and relax. It took a few minutes but she
seemed to loosen up a little. We sat there in silence as the huge vehicle
lumbered toward the hospital. My seatmate kept going in and out of shivering
spells. The passenger counselor turned around every once and a while to check
on us. Never saying anything. We were still breathing.
    I closed my eyes and wondered what on earth
I had just done. I couldn’t believe all that had actually just worked. A knife
and a belt, seriously? How was I alive right now?
    "Hi," I heard a whisper coming
from the seat next to me. She was looking at me, I could feel it.
    "Hi," I answered back quickly.
    "Thank you." She was still
whispering. I could barely hear her through that comforter.
    "It’s okay," I shot back, willing
her to shut up. When I woke up this morning I never would have thought that I
would be riding in a car, basically naked, talking to the prettiest girl in
school. Overload. I snuck a glance at the abominable snow girl.
    She smiled at me. The blanket had slipped down
so I could see her whole face, though she was holding it shut around her neck.
She had a pretty smile.
    I closed my eyes and I tried to hunch my
blanket over my head. Disappearing was my goal, but the dumb comforter wasn’t
doing very well at swallowing me whole like I wanted it to.
    "Are you ok?"
    This girl really wanted to talk to me.
"I can’t feel my toes."
    She laughed. She had a loud, obnoxious
laugh that sent sparks flying thru me. I had heard it before and my body had
the same reaction to it then. Both the counselors spun around to look back at
us, startled by the laugh. They faced the road again when they saw us talking
to each other. They seemed relieved.
    "I'm Lucy." I guess she didn’t
realize I knew who she was. I just nodded at her. A little hand poked out from
the folds of her blanket, ready for a shake.
    "I just saved your life, I think we
have passed the point of shaking hands." I sunk deeper into my blanket.
There