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Chapter 17

*Short Chapter*

Friday, 10:48 am

At school

Katie's POV

I'm in my Algebra class, waiting for it to be over. But that's gonna be a while, because it just started. I've gotta spend the next hour, sitting in this stupid chair, with Penelope glaring at me. She hasn't said or done anything to me since our fight. I'm gonna call it a fight, like she didn't beat the shit out of me. I don't like saying that I got beat up, so I'm gonna call it a fight. She might not have said anything to me, but she's been looking at me like she wants to fight me again. And I don't wanna fight again. I didn't wanna fight, the first time. I'm still mentally recovering from that. I don't wanna do it again.

Mrs. Stevens: Ms. Collins, are you with us?

Penelope: Yes, Mrs. Stevens.

Mrs. Stevens: Then stop staring at Ms. Winchester, and give us the answer to number 25, please.

Yeah. Stop staring at me, and answer number 25, Hoe. I wish I could be as confident in the real world, as I am in my mind. I wish I had the confidence to tell this bitch off and make her leave me alone. But I don't. Instead, I need other people to do it for me. Bailey used to tell her off, all the time. But that was before she moved. Now I have to deal with Penelope, by myself. I haven't told Bailey what happened yet. About Penelope beating me up. As far as she knows, Penelope never escalated to physically hurting me. If she found out, she'd definitely find and harm Penelope. I don't wanna cause any trouble, but Penelope does need a good ass beating. I think that would set her straight.

Mrs. Stevens: That's because you're not even trying, Penelope.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't realized that Penelope was arguing with Mrs. Stevens.

Penelope: I just told you that I don't understand! Maybe help me, instead of trying to pull information that I don't know out of me!

Mrs. Stevens: You'd know the information, if you'd pay attention in my class, instead of staring at other students. The answer we're looking for is right in front of you, on page 139. But you were too busy staring at Katie, to know that.

Penelope: Maybe you should ask Katie what the answer is then! Since you wanna talk about her!

That didn't even make any fucking sense. But I'm feeling like a bitch right now. So I'm gonna act like one.

Katie: 9.

Penelope: What?

Katie: The answer. It's 9. I know that, because I was paying attention.