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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 '𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐫.'
SHE harry styles
CHERRY BOMB the runaways
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𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒, Mary sat down in her seat next to her brother, who immediately turned to her. "New girl's called Rory, she broke Paris' project and now they're arguing." He explained and she nodded along as she went through her bag, "But hey, you're only five minutes late." He added with a small nudge as the girl held back a smile.
Mary looked up to see the teacher, Mrs Ness, introducing Rory and telling the rest of the class to give her a 'hello.' The pink-haired girl rolled her eyes before letting out a small, "Hi, Rory." With the rest of the class. Except Tristan, sat with a smile on his face in front of Mary, who greeted the new girl with the name Mary.
The Miller girl sighed at the nickname before getting out her notebook and looking back at her brother. "Do you have a pen?" She asked Mike and he went through his blazer pocket before giving her a head shake.
"Paris." Mary whispered the girl's name as Mrs Ness faced the chalkboard. "Paris." She repeated the name, a harsher tone this time. She soon realised the girl was ignoring her, so moved her gaze along to the next person in the row. "New girl." She whispered. No response. "Uhh..." She though for a moment, "...Oh, Rory." She whispered after remembering her name, causing the Gilmore girl to turn around. "Do you have a pen?" She asked with raised eyebrows and the girl immediately nodded, looking slightly frightened.
"Here you go." She said with a tight-lipped smile and the Miller girl took the pen before giving her a small nod.
For the majority of the lesson, Mary actually stayed focused on what Mrs Ness was saying, until she heard that little voice in her head. Throw your pen. No, draw on Mike's hand. I wonder what Mrs Ness is thinking. Make Henry stop tapping his pen. Scream. Tap your fingers in time with the pen. Draw on Tristan's back. Scream. Just scream. Oh my god, shut up Henry's pen. Throw it out the window. No. Focus.
Mary shook her head and squinted her eyes before looking back up at the teacher. She adjusted herself in her seat and sighed loudly. "You okay?" Michael asked, knowing exactly what was wrong with the girl. "Did you take your pills this morning?" He added and the girl shook her head. He was referring to the amphetamine that Mary took, Adderall XR, used to help her focus.
"No, I forgot." She whispered back and he nodded with a concerned face. "It's fine." She sighed at him, looking down at her notebook before lifting it up, "I've got some good notes. I'm fine." She said with a reassuring look before looking back up at the teacher just as the bell rang.
