chapter 9

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When maths had finished, Rachel and I went to our next class which was art. We both grabbed some paper and a pencil before taking a seat at one of the back benches. We were doing portraits today and I tried to draw a side view face but when I say try, I mean complete epic fail it. It looked like she got her face bashed in.

The teacher was walking around, smiling and praising everyone for their hard work. When she got to us, she looked really happy with Rachel's drawing but when she reached me, she tightened her lips and gave me a tight smile. She walked on and I stuck my tongue out at her and bumped the side of fists together at her behind her back.

The other girls near my table gave me a weird look, "What? you never watched Friends before?" they all gave each other confused expressions. Wow, they have no lives. "I have" Rachel exclaimed, I beamed at her before high fiving her. I have up on my drawing and just watched Rachel as she drew. She nudged my shoulder before going into her bag and produced a straw. "Why do you have a straw?" I asked confused, "Just wait" She ripped  up a couple bits of small paper before putting one in her mouth, the straw following afterwards. She looked at me mischievously before aiming the straw towards the teacher and blew. The ball of wet paper went flying and landed right in her high bun. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Rachel did it twice more before I wanted a go, so I got everything ready, I set the paper up, aimed the straw and right at the moment that I blew, the teacher turned around and I swear, I don't think I could have done it again if I tried, My spit ball, no word of a lie, flew into her mouth. As she was choking, I freaked out and shoved the straw towards Rachel but she shoved it right back. Soon the teacher stopped choking and I panicked so I chucked the straw far behind me before putting my head down. "Right, who did that, come on, own up!" everyone stayed silent, "Own up now or-" she was cut off by the bell and we all sprinted out of there, especially me and Rachel because we were gonna burst from laughing. We got a bit from the art room before we doubled over, killing ourselves laughing. "Oh, my god, did you see her face" I wheezed, "Oh god, that was such a good shot" we kept laughing before we realised that the corridors were emptying and we'd be late for class. We had different lessons, so we went our separate ways.

I made my way to the stairs just as I got a jolt of dizziness run through me. I stumbled and leant on the wall to clear my head but it felt like the room was spinning. I ran or best yet wobbled quickly to the toilets and I just about reached one of the stalls before as I started chucking and heaving. When I stopped, I made my way carefully to the sink as I got a hot flush. I rinsed my mouth out and splashed my face with water. I lifted my hair to tie it up but as I looked up, I saw something on my neck. I pulled my cardigan away and saw a little bruising which was slightly hiding something beneath it that I couldn't make out . I gasped and I remembered what had happened. He bit me. He fucking bit me. How could I have forgotten that. A pounding headache made an apperance making me clutch my head. What the fuck's happening?

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