"I ... I don't know," said the person still holding the pack of cigarettes, but wanting to open it and try one. So who was this person who had now acquired Sabrina's smoking habit?
Her name was Christina Shepherd...though her friends called her Tina. And even though she'd never had a cigarette in her life...she suddenly felt like she needed one. And it was going to be hard to get through the day without it.
When students were ordered to class, she slipped out of a side entrance, pulled out a lighter, and lit up. She felt a release and a calm she couldn't quite identify. She felt...relaxed somehow. As if what was bothering her just faded. She knew it was bad for her, but she didn't particularly care. She needed this.
She began to have other urges....urges that felt right, but part of her was certain were new. She felt a need to express herself somehow, and she wasn't sure how yet. She was still missing something.
