Chapter Thirty - One

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THIS CHAPTER IS BORING AT FIRST BUT BARE WITH ME IT GETS BETTER!!
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After the kiss thing, it was time for us to leave. Our teacher had left for an emergency so we basically just left. But we all didn't want to go home. So all scotch drunk, we all went to a store down the street called Suzie's Cafe.

Then it became regular. All five of us went to Suzie's almost everyday. And then we all went to every party together. We were a nice team.

We lasted until this year. Quarter way through the semester I pulled off, and got my life straight. Fixed my drinking and smoking habits. Fixed my grades. And fixed my stuff.

Until now I mean.

Now, here he was. Josh. At a bar.

"I thought you became a goody two shoes!" He said as he took a seat next to me. He noticed the scar on my forehead but didn't say anything.

"No I just needed a drink." I said.

He looked directly into my eye and said, "there has to be a total messed up reason to be here Allison."

I shrugged. "There is," I said. I got up to leave to but he grabbed my elbow.

"If you need to tell me anything I'm right here you know. We're still friends right?" He asked.

My day had been messed up. I was practically depressed. The only thing in my head was Captain. "Right."

The next day I actually went to school. Winter break was long gone.

I entered the hall and I saw everyone's eyes on me. They looked and whispered something to the person next to them.

I kept walking while the eyes followed. I had no idea what was going on. I rushed into the bathroom to take a deep breath.

There, in front of the mirror was Halie Wile. The girl that I ripped the dress of.

She was applying pink lip gloss. I could tell she was looking at me.

"Morning going bad for you?" She asked with a fake smile.

I didn't say anything. Her face was a head of a demon. "Well you deserve it." She sighed, "I mean after pushing Brad in front of a car, I don't think people should treat you nicely.."

I glared at her.

Where did she hear this ridiculous thing from? Does she even know Captain?

The words were at the tip of my tongue but I held them in.

She dipped her lip gloss back in and closed the cap.
"I mean poor little guy! Why would you do such a thing? Like just because Brad told you to stop being such a desperate little shit following him around doesn't mean you had to push him in front of a car."

I didn't even know when I had began to cry. Tears came rolling like a river.

She lightly patted my shoulder. "Ally, try controlling your anger next time. Pushing people in front of a car won't help."

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