Chapter Nine

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Madison's POV

"What the fuck is this?" I ask as I walk over to a table filled with flowers, candles, and cards

"It's a memorial." Courtney says causing me to roll my eyes before my eyes fall on Mrs. Baker walking towards us

"Mrs. Baker. Hi." Courtney says

"I'm Courtney Crimsen." She adds as I avoid eye contact

"I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope you like it. People keep adding to it. Um, every day there's another card or more flowers." Courtney says

"All these people were Hannah's friends?" Mrs. Baker asks as her eyes fall on a bouquet of white roses and a smirk falls on my face

"Mhm. She had so many friends and...we all miss her so much." Courtney says as Mrs. Baker picks up the roses

"Don't stand there and fucking lie to her, Courtney! This table of bullshit is just that. Bullshit. It's not because they were her friend or because they miss her. It's because people feel guilty that they weren't her friend or that they didn't notice her when she was alive. All this table is is a bunch of people tryna feel better about themselves." I spat

"Anyone who knew Hannah would know that she hated roses." Mrs. Baker says as we finally lock eyes

"She thought they were cliche." I say with a small smile

"Don't be a stranger." Mrs. Baker says before pecking my cheek and walking away from us and the bell rings

"Take it the fuck down, Courtney or I'll take it down for you!" I shout gaining everyone's attention as they pour out of their classrooms

"It's helping people grieve, Maddy." Courtney says

"Helping people grieve what, Courtney? Their own fucking guilt?!" I shout

"Take it the fuck down!" I repeat as I see Jeff walking towards us

"No." Courtney says causing me to shake my head

"Fine. I'll take it down myself." I say before flipping the table over

"What the hell, Maddy?!" She exclaims as Jeff reaches us

"Candles were a fire hazard anyways." I say with a smirk before walking down the hall with Jeff

"That was kinda hot." Jeff says before pecking my cheek

"Ms. Dempsey!" A familiar voice calls as we walk past the office causing us to stop in our tracks and I glance back before my eyes fall on Mr. Porter

"I'd like to have a word with you in my office. Please." Mr. Porter says

"I'm good, Mr. P. I gotta get to class." I say

"It's not an option, Madison." He says causing me to let out a huff in annoyance

"I'll see ya in class." I say before Jeff leans down and pecks my lips

I follow Mr. Porter into the front office before following him into his office

"Have a seat." He says as he sits down behind his desk and I drop my bag before sitting down in the chair closest to the door

"Whatta you want?" I ask

"To talk. To check in. See how you're doing." He says and I scoff

"See how I'm doing? I think you mean you wanna know if I'm suicidal or if I knew Hannah was gonna kill herself. Which the answer is no to both." I say in a snarky tone with a smirk

"You've been having a lot of violent outburst lately." He says

"I've been having 'Violent outbursts' since I was born, so..." I say trailing off

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