Broken phone

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"I don't think so, sorry. I'm, I'm just not that type of drawer. I'm just a sketcher for when I'm bored, it's just what I do for entertainment and fun, not so much for competitions." I start to feel bad for her, and her happy and excited mood starts to fade.
"Again, sorry!" I walk out of the room, trying not to turn around and look at how disappointed she would be. I open the door and step outside.
"What a disappointment!" Says someone nearly making me crap myself. It's Brittany, she's looking at me very very unusual like she's happy or nice.
"It's alright though, Mrs Newton won't have to go far to find a better drawer." Brittany says trying to stir me up. I feel like I want to punch her, directly in the face. But I get a text from Taylor. I think Brittany is talking to me but I am looking down at my phone texting. I feel her looking over to see who I am texting and she breathes heavily in anger. She smacks my phone right out of my hand and it smashes to the ground. She walks off after a scream of stress and anger mixed.
I stand there in shock. "What the hell just happened?" I say to myself, and start walking to find Taylor.

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