Chapter 7: Uh oh.

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I slide myself into my seat for English and scan the class. Everyones here... Apart from Ella.

Thud Thud Thud Thud Thud Thud

My class ripples down into their seats, back straight and head up.

And in comes Mrs Dale, with Ella. And she does not look happy

"MELODY WRIGHT, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF..."

Im startled. What have I done? What has happened.
"I would never answer a question back Mrs, but i have nothing to say, whats more- ahem,- What have i done?

And there infront of my face is Ella, with scars and scratches on her face.

The dots joined up...
Ella didnt do anything to me because she wanted to get back at me more. The scars, scratches... Make up

Im done.

"OH REALLY YOU B****. DOES THIS RING A BELL." she pointed at Ella's fully make-upped face... The class gasped. "OH HOW WOULD THE HEAD LIKE TO SEE THIS. ALL THOSE PURPLE HAIRED GIRLS.. THEY HAVE SOMETHING WRONG IN THE HEAD. OR IS IT YOUR DEAD MOTHER... ITS PROBABLY THAT... SPOILT KIDS NEVER GO ANYWHERE"

My Face goes red. im furious everywhere... She has no right... no right at all

"Ella dearest, I'd do anything to help.. Punish her...ANything" She said so gently to Ella... "Anything to teach and idiot like her a lesson" The class start mumbling... "SILENCE"

Ella took a step forward and smirked, "Take her iPod Miss, You know, the blue one with a green case... That would not only teach her but it would teach the whole class not to mess with either of us."

"WRIGHT, the iPod. Now would be reasonable" My english teacher screams. Her voice is a shriek, literally.

I slide my iPod out of my pocket, fighting back my tears. My ONLY Present from my mom. The only thing I have left of her, before the accident.

"AND WHAT WILL YOU SAY TO ELLA?" She carrys on

"sorry" i mumble.

AND THAT IS THAT DAY

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