spill the tea

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The teacher's gaze swept across the room, her eyes searching for any signs of willingness to speak up. But the silence that greeted her question was deafening, each girl seemingly reluctant to be the first to break it.

someone finally spoke up "Someone wrote in that book that I am lying about being a virgin because I use super Jumbo tampons, but i can't help it if I have a heavy flow and a wide-set Vagina."


The confession echoed through the room, drawing gasps and murmurs from the other girls. It was a raw and honest, one that laid bare the hurt and humiliation caused by the cruel words written in the burn book.

Feeling a surge of emotions coursing through me, I turned to Janice and Damien, my trusted allies in this chaotic storm. "Can you believe this?" I whispered, my voice tinged with disbelief and frustration.

"I can't believe you trusted that blonde bitch" Janice's words struck a chord, echoing the doubts and questions swirling in my mind. Had I been too trusting? Too blind to see Regina's true intentions? The thought gnawed at me, a bitter taste of betrayal lingering on my tongue.

"I know," I murmured in response, my voice heavy. "I can't believe I fell for it."

Damien placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, his expression sympathetic. "Don't be too hard on yourself," he said gently. "Regina's good at what she does. She knows how to manipulate people."

 "I mean look at your sister for example she turned into one of them" Like on queue out of the corner of my eye, My sister turned and tried too wave at us, we all completely blanked her.

"well any ideas," miss Norbury asked us all, Regina then stood up "can I just say I don't think we have a clique problem at this school so we shouldn't have to participate in whatever this is" she gestures with her hands. "Well miss George you and Miss Herron had a fight in the cafeteria, so your staying" Regina looks too me, but its not filled with anger, something I was confused about.  

Miss Norbury led us through a series of exercises aimed at fostering empathy and understanding among the students. We then had too write apologises for people that we have hurt in our lives 

With a pen in hand, I stared at the paper, trying to figure out how to say sorry without feeling like I was giving in. And then there was Regina. Would she even bother to write one to me? 

I scribbled down a few words, trying to sound sincere without sounding like I was kissing ass. But deep down, I wondered if Regina would do the same. Would she own up to her part in our mess? Or would she just brush it off like it was nothing?

As I stood up to share my confession, a mix of nerves and determination coursed through me. This was my chance to lay it all out there, to own up to my mistakes and hopefully start to make amends.

"I came to this school hoping I would settle in well," I began, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside me. "And I ended up getting dragged down a spiralling path, doing something I seriously regret." I paused, glancing around the room, feeling the weight of my words hanging in the air.

"And heck, I was even falling for someone," I continued, my gaze flickering to Regina briefly before returning to the group. "Only for them to fuck me over." It was raw, it was real, and it was the truth.

"But you know what?" I said, my voice rising with conviction. "We all have to change, seriously." With that, I turned around and leaned back, putting my trust in the girls around me to catch me in the trust fall.

As I fell back, I felt a rush of relief wash over me. It was out there now, my confession laid bare for all to hear. 

As Janice stood up to share her confession, a tense silence settled over the room. I held my breath, knowing how much courage it took for her to speak up.

But before Janice could even utter a word, Regina couldn't resist making one of her snide remarks. "Oh, here comes Janice, ready to bore us all with her pathetic problems," she jeered, her tone dripping with contempt. The room erupted into laughter, but this time, I couldn't stay silent.

"Seriously, Regina? Can't you shut the hell up for once?" I snapped, my frustration boiling over. , my frustration boiling over. The words came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn't stand by and let Regina belittle Janice like that.

To my surprise, Regina fell silent, her usual sharp retorts nowhere to be found. 

Janice scruples up her paper, "you know what I do have an apology, my friends and I, thought it would be fun too mess up Regina Georges life, so we got these candy bar things too make her gain weight"  

The confession sent a ripple of shock through the room, the murmurs and whispers growing louder as Janice's words hung in the air.

 My eyes darted to Regina, who looked visibly stunned The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—Cady had was using moms weird weight bars on Regina. 

 "we also told her lard was face cream, and too top up all off, then my friend cady, oh you all know Cady, she got Regina's boyfriend too dump her ass". Regina was angry we all could tell. Janice continued "Turns out Cady is just as bad as Regina George, so this apology, is too myself, oh and too y/n, cause she doesn't deserve too be fucked over by some blonde bimbo."

The air crackled with tension as Regina stormed out of the sports hall, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Cady's desperation was palpable as she chased after, her voice trembling with emotion. "Regina, please!" she pleaded, her words echoing off the walls of the deserted hallway. But Regina's resolve remained unyielding, her steps quickening as she made her way towards the school road.

With a sinking feeling in my chest, I followed in hot pursuit, the urgency of the situation driving me forward. The distance between us closed with each passing moment, the gap narrowing as we reached the entrance of the school.

"Regina, stop!" I called out, my voice tinged with desperation as I watched her silhouette disappear.

 It was too late...


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