Fate must have really hated Lilyan. At least, that is what she thought when Mr. Scott announced that s*x education would be the next segment of their health class. He passed out sheets of papers, weaving in between the desks.
“Get your parent or legal guardian to sign these and bring them back tomorrow,” he instructed. “Since most of you are 16 or older, we will begin the lesson today as the first few lessons do not require parental consent. Lilyan,” he added, glancing across the room at her, causing everyone's gazes to follow his, “We already have the signed permission slip for you, so no need to worry.”
“Thanks,” she mumbled, and then buried her head in her folded arms on top of her desk. Mr. Scott then passed out books that doubled as a workbook and a textbook. Lilyan leafed through i……
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