[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/6g2snw67z/teen_guin1_1.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	[i][color=aba000]"Go for Hammer,"[/color][/i] Hammer answered just a few seconds after Lance called him. Guin wasn't nearly as quick with her response time to Tony. She sat down on the couch numbly, knowing that she had to say [i]something[/i] or she really would be shipped off to rehab again. Rehab had been one of the worst experiences of her life and she never wanted to go back there again. Her eyes were watering and she dried them on her sleeve, missing already when all Tony had to yell about was her mouthing off at teachers. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"I never used any of that...,"[/color] she said quietly, looking down at the ground now. She felt like she was going to be sick to her stomach. How did she explain to him what was going on? She didn't know what to say - did she tell him she got the stash because she thought she might want it again? And sure, she had already told him she never used any of it - but would he believe her? And even if he did believe that she was telling the truth, which she was, would he decide against sending her away to rehab? Her mind was going faster and faster as she kept on generating more and more questions she simply didn't know the answer to. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"Please don't send me back there..."[/color]