Chapter 3

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I wake up and my alarm going off. I get up and I walk and put on a blue shirt and some blue jeans. I brush my blonde hair and put it up in a ponytail. I look at myself in the mirror. My green eyes look back at me. I grab my bag and walk out.

I give my mom a hug and I start for the walk to school. The cool morning air meets me when I walk outside.

I get to school and I go to my locker like always. I get my books and walk to my science class the subject I hate the most.

I walk in and Justin is sitting there looking down at his desk. I roll my eyes and walk to the back of the classroom and sit in my usual spot away from everybody.

The teacher walks in and the bell rings. The teacher starts teaching. I look at Justin and he turns around and looks at me. 

The bell rings for the next class and I get up and walk out the class. "Anna" I hear someone say. I turn around and Justin is behind me. "What" I say.

"Could you help me to my next class" he says.

I look at him and his grey eyes stare right at me. I couldn't say no. "Sure" I say.

He hands me his paper and of course he has his next class with me. "We have the same class next just follow me" I say.

He nods and I start walking to my next class. He walks beside me not saying anything. I finally see our next class and I walk faster and I walk into our class.

He follows me and sits in a desk by me. I look over at him and he looks so helpless it makes me laugh. He looks over "why are you laughing" he says.

"Because you look so helpless " I say

"Whatever" he says getting mad.

I help him throughout the class and I do my work. When the bell rings I rush out for lunch. I grab my lunch out of my locker and I walk outside. I go and sit under the tree far away from people like I do every day.

I see Justin sitting all alone at a table. I start to get up but then I sit back down. I don't want to bother him. Lunch ends and I decide to skip rest of school. I have a big fight tomorrow I need to get ready for.

I run back home and I grab my bag from last night and I start walking again to the gym. When I get there I wrap my hands and put on my gloves and I start to punch the bag.

Everybody stares at me but I'm used to it. I'm not gonna stop fighting for anything its my life it's the only thing I know.

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