12.5

First win.

A girl is alone in her room. She hugs a pillow to her chest and stifles
the sobs that choke her. Finally the tears fall. All she wants is
love. Is that so bad? She wants someone to hold her when she's alone.
She wants the boy she promised never to care about. She wants him there
to hold her. She knows he wouldn't even if he was there. He's much too
shy. But she wishes none the less. She lets the tears go. Tired of
holding them back. She cries into the pillow. She wants a release. She
wants an out. And she knows one. She shakes her head and whispers, "no.
Not now." She looks up and around. She sees her towel hung over he
closet door and makes a decision. If she sits here and cries she'll end
up doing it again. She flips her legs off the bed and heads for the
bathroom, grabbing her towel on the way out.

Author's Note

This is what a girl is reflecting on in the next chapter. This happened inbetween 12 and 13, hence the 12.5