Chapter 3

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It took a few minutes for Chandler to adjust. Everything was a bit blurry and shaky, but she was used to it. The pills were her outlet, her way out of reality and into a world she actually enjoyed. She pulled herself up, stumbling a little, and managed to make her way out of the bathroom. She walked to class like nothing had happened, like she always does. "Chelsea Ray Michaels" her math teacher called out. "It's Chandler" she replied back with a bit of an annoying tone. Mr. Grey was definitely Chandler's most hated teacher in the entire school. He was so ignorrant, not only did he always mess up her name, he yet has been able to understand what being transgender is. " Would you like to explain why your are late to my class. AGAIN"? he screeched. "No" she answered, sitting down in her seat and leaning back as if she was at home. "If I could kick him in the dick right now, I would. His stupid dumb-ass deserves it". She giggled at the thought. About 30 minutes into class, Chandler could tell what was about to happen. She started feelung weird, but to her it was normal. Ever since she started taking the pills, she started adding this to her daily drug routine. Instead of raising her hand, she decided to grant her "wonderful" teacher with a pleasent suprise. "One...two...three" she counted before she unleashed her surprise of inner fluid. Just as Mr. Grey came walking by Chandler'S desk, she hydropumped vomit right into her teacher's face. The entire class burst into laughter, except Mr. Grey who was quite disturbed. "Don't worry. I'm leaving" Chandler said before her teacher could say anything. She winked at him and then nonchalantly walked out of the classroom. She signed her self out and grabbed the car keys from her backpack. "Works like a charm" she said to herself as she started her car.

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