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Chapter 5 - Suprise

The very next morning...
My head hurts.. ouch...
"Honey you're going to be late to school!" Mom yells. I slide out of bed and scaffer across the room. I put the first outfit that was on the floor on. And slowly make my way downstairs.
"Breakfast." Mom commands. I roll my eyes and sit at the dining table.
"Well." Mom says. She crossed her arms and starts staring at me.
"Well what?" I ask.
"You're hungover."
"I was not at that party long enough to be hungover." I lied
"Consequences." Mother replied. She knows I'm lying.
"Anyway time for school?." I ask.
"Car." She commands. My mom has a Range Rover, I hate these cars.
"I'm guessing you made new friends." Mom said
"Carter is at the school mum..." I moan.
"Oh hunny, I'm sorry."
"It's ok." The car goes silent for a moment.
"Well did you make any friends?" Mother asked.
"Actually I made a couple, Amy and Turk."
"Turk ey?" Mother laughs.
"No!" We finally arrive at school.
"Have a good day sweet."
"See you mother." I get out the car and walk to the front of the building. The cheerleaders start approaching me.
"Kissed Sandra's boyfriend." Fiona moans
"Excuse me? Who is Sandra? And who is her boyfriend." I ask.
"I'm Sandra, you bitch!" She screams.
"Oh your dog, and your boyfriend's name?."
"Turk." Sandra reply's.
"I did not know you were dating, he did not say anything." I'm shocked there is no way I kissed someone's boyfriend. Amy walks up and stands by me.
"What's happening?" Amy asks.
"Sartina is a whore, she kissed Sandra's boyfriend." Fiona explains.
"Sandra isn't even dating Turk, everyone knows this." Amy snaps. The girls looked shocked.
"Both of you are going to suffer." Fiona threatened. Then they all start walking away.
"The fuck did you do? You kissed Turk?" Amy asks. She doesn't look happy.
"Y..yes, but I pulled away in the end...he asked me to go upstairs after I just met him..."
"Oh Sartina, there all fuck boys." Amy looks disappointed.
"Oh..." I'm not sure what else to say. Suddenly the bell rings.
"First class English, I'll see you in history later." Amy says. We both headed to class.
Mr Toms walks in.
"Good morning class, today we're learning about Romeo and Juliet. Another famous play. And also we have a new student."
A new student? Thank god the attention should be of me now.
"I'd like to welcome Jason. Say hi Jason." Mr toms says.
"Hello all, I'm Jason I just moved here." I knew exactly who Jason was, my heart starts skipping Beats. Carter also knew who Jason is, I turned to him to see he's facial expression. He looks pissed, he starts crossing he's arms and starts staring at Jason. How do we know Jason you must be wondering?

Jason was an old school friend, it wasn't just me and Carter at the same school, but also Jason. Whenever Carter would bully me Jason will always be there to help me.

"So, go sit down in any empty seat please Jason." Mr Toms commands.
"Okay class, this exercise can be done in teams of two. Please pair up, whilst I go and get some more supplies." Mr Toms says.
Jason walks over to me and Carters table.
"Sartina, would you like to be a team?" Jason asks.
"She already has a team." Carter replies.
"She can respond for herself Carter." Jason snaps. Carter stands up to Jason's level.
"I told you, she already has a fucking team Jason." I'm not sure what to do, and I'm too nervous to butt in.
"Well, Sartina I'll see you around." Jason walks off.
"Why the fuck did you do that?" I ask. Carter stares at me with anger filled eyes. He doesn't respond.
"Your jealous?" I laugh.
"Why the fuck will I be jealous with a crybaby. I suggest you shut the fuck up before I embarrass you in front of the whole school." He snaps. I keep quiet what's the point in fighting.
"Right class here are the supplies, start working on a mood board about Romeo and Juliet." Mr Toms commands.
Eventually the lunch time bell rings.
"You may now leave." Mr Toms says. Carter got up and headed straight out without even looking at me. I followed him into the hallway, he disappeared.
"Remember me?" Jason asks.
"Yes, of course I do." I laugh. Carter appears in the far corridor, and starts staring at us.
"Do you wanna possibly grab lunch together?" Jason asks. I look at Carter and could sense he's anger from here. Why should he care?
"Sure." I reply. Me and Jason walk up to the cafeteria and sit down.
"So you and Carter are getting along now?" Jason asks.
"Oh no, I'm still crybaby to him."
"Ah crybaby, that old one." Me and Jason got along so well back then. I missed him.
"What made you transfer?" I ask.
"W-"
"You're in my seat." Carter interrupts. Jason stands up.
"Does this seat belong to you? Has your name on it?" Jason asks.
"Yes, move out of my fucking seat." Carter snaps. At this point the whole cafeteria has gone quiet.
"Carter you can come sit next to me baby!" Fiona shouts. And this point I want to get up and leave.
"Crybaby, you just gonna sit there silent letting this man fight for you?" Carter asks. I sat quiet. My face starts blushing.
"Leave her alone Carter, you've done enough damage." Jason snaps. I stand up and I walk about before something bad was going to happen. Amy walks out and follows me.
"Girl, what the fuck did you do now?" She asks.
"N..nothing." I reply. It wasn't my fault they were arguing.
"You've got the whole school watching this drama show of yours, talk to me." She snaps.
"Me, Carter, and Jason, knew each other from school. Carter was my bully, and Jason was the one to always be there." I explain. Amy sighed.
"Let's go to history girl." She says.
As I walk through the corridor I bump into the girls again.
"Bitch!" Fiona shouts then she throws chocolate milk all over me.
"What the fuck Fiona!" Amy shouts.
"See you in history, whore" Fiona laughs and walks away with her pet dogs.
"Fuck, you better go clean yourself up..." Amy says. I sigh and walk over to the bathroom. I take my t-shirt off and start scrubbing it with the tiniest bar of soap left. Suddenly the door opens.
"THIS IS A GIRLS BATHROOM WHAT THE FUCK!" I scream. And there he was.
"This is a girls bathroom right?" I ask blushing. I'm stood here with my bra in front of a guy who I don't even wanna know.
"Who did that?" Carter asks.
"Wh-what?"
"Who the fuck did that to you?" He asks again.
"Fiona.." I reply. Carter then runs out. Why did he care who did this? He doesn't care about anyone. I continue scrubbing my shirt to the best I could, then put it under the dryer. I'm now thirty minutes late for class. Suddenly I get a text.