Chapter 1

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Cassie ^

Me and my best friend, Tina, were just getting our results for the recent English test we took a few weeks ago. I could see that she was extremely nervous about what her results were going to be from the colour of her face, but I was pretty sure I did well. After all, the test wasn't that hard to say the least.

Miss Green, our English teacher, was handing out our papers. My eyes got dragged over to the sound of screeching. Tracey Williams was crying her eyes out, with her paper scrunched up in her hands. I could tell she failed, but she didn't have to overreact about it.

I immediately switched my vision to my ex-best-friend, Maddie Matthews, who was holding her paper up in front of the whole class, showing off her (A-). I'm surprised that someone as dumb as her could get a grade like that.

"Wow, did Maddie actually just get an A?" asked Tina.

"I think I need to get my eyes checked. There's no way she got an A!" Tina and I had our papers turned face down on our tables. We told each other that we were going to flip it at the same time.

"3... 2... 1... flip!" I chanted.

We both turned our papers over at the same time. Tina got a (C-) and I got an (A+). I mean, I'm not very surprised. I wouldn't have expected anything different to be honest.

"Awww, come on! A (C-)?! I am so mad at myself! I should have studied harder!" Tina started.

"Hey, a (C-) is fine!"

"Yeah, easy for you to say Albert Einstein. Or more like Alberta Einstein!"

"Uhh... Alberta Einstein isn't a real person." I said stupidly.

"Have you ever heard of sarcasm?" Tina flipped through her booklet, and I peered over to see a monstrosity of handwriting. Tina's handwriting was literal chicken-scratch, and people would say that my handwriting is a whole font. My mother had exquisite handwriting. I took after her. My father wasn't all too bad as well, but I wouldn't understand it if he was in a rush. Tina says when I rush, it looks like her writing when she's trying to make it look neat.

I miss my mum. She passed away 4 years ago after being diagnosed with cancer. The doctor said she was lucky to be alive for as long as she was because her condition was pretty severe. For a while, she was starting to look different after losing her hair and her personality changed significantly. My brother and I couldn't look at her the same way as we did before. She was just so... different.

I was only 10 years old at the time, and my older brother, Damian, was 14. Now I'm 14 and he's 18.
4 years ago... it feels so much longer. It took us time to get used to just living with our dad and not our mum. She usually helped me with my English homework, and my dad helped me with my Maths. It just feels so lonely without her. Ever since her death, dad changed as well. He used to be more enthusiastic, but now he's just dull. He doesn't really care much about my grades. So, I figured I might as well just not show him when I go home today.

"Miss Matthews! Please return to your seat, the whole class does not need to know about your grade." Miss Green confronted Maddie.

She sashayed over to our desk, and "accidentally" bumped into it. "Oops! I didn't see your desk, considering how small your C is."

"What? That doesn't even make any sense." said Tina.

"So do you." Maddie walked off to her desk, beside Hannah.

"Wow, she is horrible at comebacks." Tina laughed. Well, she never used to be good at them. Back when we were friends, there was another group of girls who'd tease us - Holly, Lara and Patty. They used to criticise Maddie and I (Tina and I were only just friends), and she used to try to make good comebacks, but never did. I laughed at her for it just as a joke, but she'd take it seriously. Honestly, it was things like that that broke our friendship. I never really thought about it much, but I would sometimes when she'd have a long convo with us. Which is hardly.

The bell rang, and Victor Kenner was the first to leave, even though he was at the back of the classroom. I always despised him. He doesn't care a thing about his studies, just his stupid sport, Basketball. He likes to tease people, and he discriminates towards girls - especially when we play sport. He calls us weak and assumes we don't know to play because of our gender. Of course, Tina and I stay away from him because of what a bad influence he would be on us.

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