I call Bullshit

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Jades p.o.v

2 years after the accident...

I stared at the back of my teachers head like a mad cow staring at the best piece of grass that is just out of my reach but in this case he took my phone because it was in my pocket! My pocket, really, I didn't even know it was there until he touched my ass. I wish I could just get up and punch him but the school threatened to remove me from school if I hit anyone because the principal is, you know it, the pity princess mother so I can get in even more trouble then the average student, so I have been the most persistent student out there, even if I am bullied. Well I have Kevin who now sits right behind me so I have some confidence in my persist in staying in school since I want to be a cop or detective since that was what my mother was before she died and she alway told me that the law was what we will abide by even if we need to break a few but at this moment I need to stay normal so I won't be met with wrath of my father. Weird, when I was little my dad would hit me when my mother wasn't around and when she died he hit me so hard that I lost sight in my right eye for a week and bloodied my nose then he came back from the bar with the same wounds and never hit me again.

My thought were cut when the bell rang and the teacher dismissed everyone but me, of course. I promptly got up from my desk with a smile and Kevin looked concurred as he shuffled out the door. I went to my teacher, "Yes Mr Gland?" I said sweetly as he looked up at me with a deathly glare,

"No phones in the class room, so I am confiscating your phone" he said and I gasped and shock, "Sir! How am I to help the princess if my phone is not on me?!" I lied and he was shocked for a moment,

"Then it will be your problem" he said looking back down and I felt rage in my belly, hollering to kill this asshole,"Sir, who would she come to next if you have my phone?" I asked and he looked up with a surprised look then thought for a moment,

"Miss Kilner, I will give the phone back for now but if I ever see it again I will take it for good" he said handing the phone back and I nodded as I snatched my bag up and skipped out the room and into the hall of doom where you will find the fuckers, Fucking, the begged, begging and the playboy's, flirting, the bad boys, fighting, the nurds, rushing and the slow/fat people getting thrown about by jocks and other asshole but then you have little miss Bitch-alot herself as she seemingly walks on the sea of savage students like a goddess and she spotted me like a freaking hawk to a mouse, "Fuck my life" I mutted under my breath, how the hell can I exhale and mutter at the same time!. She come up to me with a smile that said to me that she with divorce my head from my neck and I really didn't want that so I search for my escape route but my hopes were dropped like a piano on my head,

"Hi Jade, can you move out of my way" she asked but I stood my ground like the little warrior I am,

"Hello, well to tell you the truth, one of your friends put glue on my shoes and I stood here waiting for you to get out of MY way so long that I am sadly stuck unless by some miracle you move and I can be finally realesed from my bonds" I said sarcastically and she glared at me but I found my comment to be extreamly cocky and funny but not to everyone else and her little dog named Jordan who was 6,7 with curly brown hair and eyes and does American football as a freaking linesman, pushes my out of the way and my head snaps on the nearby locker. I felt a smooth warm liquid slide down the left sides of my head and I touch it to see crimson blood to I snap my head to where The princess was but she already left so I gritted my teeth and walked away to Kevin who bravely awaited for me at my locker which was smother in insulting graffiti that I have never really inspected since that is what fuckin idiots would do, but I mean come one what would I expect? A confession or a death threat? Yeeeeeeah don't answer that.

"Hey Kev" I said brushing my brown curl over my left ear to show blood over my face. Kevin looked shocked as hell as he watched me open my locker and packed my stuff up since I have a free period, "Y-your face is bleeding!" He studded and I glanced at him,

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