Chapter 6

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4 days.

It had been 4 days since we had spoken to each other, of me falling asleep crying every night and seeing Carina spending all her time with Andy and Vic.

I didn't realise how much I enjoyed having Carina around until she wasn't there anymore. I no longer had someone to talk to at school, I was back in the music room alone all day, when I needed to see her smile I realised I couldn't just pick up the phone and call her, it was all different and I hated it.

I had watched Carina with Andy and Vic for a while now, I saw her smiling and being happy with them, most likely talking about how much they hated me, it was horrible, tormenting. I had honestly thought Carina was happy around me but maybe she was just happy around anybody.

"Come on Maya, it's Friday, I gave you the day off yesterday, come on," my mom says, trying to persuade me to go to school, all I wanted was one day off, one day where I don't have to see her laughing with someone else or see her take a glance at me in the hall before turning her head in the opposite direction. I just wanted one day where I could at least pretend she was as upset as I was and not be proven wrong straight away

"Mom, I can't," I groan into my pillow that had been used as a tissue last night. 

"Maya, I know it's tough, but we've had this conversation, we can try and get you in a different school if you want"

"When someone in one school in the area is found to be a murderer, the word spreads quick, Andy and that lot have friends at other schools that all know, there's no point"

"If you go in today I'll give you Monday off, that's like the worst day of the week, right?"

"Fine," Maya sighs, "But if something goes bad today, I'm blaming you"

"Blame me then, but if something goes good you're blaming me too" she chuckles

"I'm Maya bishop, nothing's going to go good"

I swear, I think I'm cursed at this point, I have no ability to have a good day whatsoever. The only thing that ever made me believe otherwise was Carina but once again, the curse has spoken.

I'm starting to think I need to name the curse. It would make it easier to yell at when something goes wrong again. Maybe, Veronica, that sounds like an evil name. I can imagine yelling at 'Veronica' for fucking my life up.

After a very long 20-minute walk to hell, I eventually arrived at my first class, once again, making my way to the very back of the room, sitting in a seat away from everyone else.

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