Chapter 10

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I heard from people all around that I'd be fine from my injury. I didn't even know who did this and why. People these days, they're so cruel. How would I not even notice that someone was behind me, just waiting for that perfect chance to go WHAM?

Right in my head, too!

I felt like fuming, but I couldn't. My head was throbbing with pain and I didn't feel like I could do anything. So not exaggerating.

Even worse, the dance was tomorrow. Ugh... I'd completely forgotten until now. I have to pick out a dress and everything for Oliver to...
Oh.. never mind. I don't even have to go now because he decided to spontaneously go with Rose The Rat. Hehe, I like that. Rose The Rat.
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Anyways, I arrived home today with a big bump on my head. My mother- well, let's say this in a nice manner- did not like it very much at all. She literally panicked when she saw me.

"Oh, Jack, Clementine! She's hurt!! Come here!!" She shouted from across the house. I heard immediate footsteps as my father scurried out to see what was so terrifying. His eyes got wide as he stared in disbelief at my bump. "W-w-what happened, dear?" He said, stuttering.

"Um, well-"
"Say it."
"I don't know exactly who did it, but-"

"Spit it out!"

"I was walking home and I got whacked in the head with a book!" I said frantically. "Can't you see?! I don't know who did it, so don't ask me!" I added harshly.
"Oh.. well.. alright, then." said my father worriedly. I saw him frown and start to turn around.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything. I think it was that girl Rose- no, dad, not the sweet one in my kindergarten class, another one- who did it. I mean, I wouldn't suspect anyone else."
"Interesting. Why don't you tell her, 'Hey, Rosey Posey! You're so stupid with an IQ of a chicken!'" said my dad, making a somewhat-good impression of the chicken dance.
I sighed.

Fathers these days.

"Totally." I rolled my eyes. "But really. My head hurts really bad."

"Come here." said my mom. "You can go lay down and get a good nap. It'll help, promise."
"Thank you, mom. I know I have to deal with a lot of drama but I hope you understand how hard it is." I replied as I got into bed.
Smiling, my mother left the room.

But then my phone beeped.
1 Text Message from Oliver Ross.

Oliver: Hey Clementine, how's that head of yours doing? 😢

Me: Oh it's getting better, THX for aski- wait.. how did you know I got hit in the head?

Was he watching me or something? Well, no, that would just be.. like.. stalking me..

Oliver: Just a...lucky guess.

Me: What do you mean? Wait a second.. You didn't do that to me, did you?!?

After that message, he didn't reply.
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A/N: Ooh.. suspense, once again. I'd like to thank all of my friends for supporting me throughout this book! :)
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