Chapter 12

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Alison's POV:

I look up from my desk and it looks like the girls are almost done with their paintings.

"Ms.D?!" Hanna shouts.

"Hanna I'm right here, no need for shouting." I calmly say.

"Oh yeah, but I was just making sure you could hear me." Hanna says.

"Yes, I can hear you, now what do you need Hanna?"

"Oh nothing, I forgot."

"Han-"

"Never mind! I remember now! Okay so I'm done!"

"Okay, go set your panting at the back and clean up the mess around you." I say.

"Yes ma'am!" Hanna says while starting to do what I told her.

"SAMARA! OOOH!" Hanna shouts and I look up again.

"WE AREN'T SUPPOSE TO HAVE OUR PHONES OUT!" This is art class and you're suppose to enjoy the beauty within art." Hanna says, causing everyone to turn and face Samara.

"I didn't have my phone out, Hanna!" Samara protests.

"Yes you did!"

"Hanna! Samara can have her-" Emily says while getting up but dropping her phone.

"You too?!" Hanna says.

"No- I uh"

"Phones, hand in your phones to me." I say while getting up and walking towards them.

"But Ms.D we weren't doing anything!" Samara says.

"Yeah you weren't doing anything as into you weren't doing your work." I say as I take Samara's phone. "Emily?"

"Oh yeah um here." Emily says, while handing me her phone.

"Girls you can all start cleaning up the mess, the bell is about to ring." I say while walking back to my desk.

"Oops!" Someone says causing me to turn around. Next thing I see is Hanna with paint all over her.

"You b-"

"Woah! Stop!" Emily shouts while stepping in between Hanna and Samara.

"Stop?! Look what she did to me Emily!" Hanna yells.

"Well maybe-"

"Maybe I deserved it?! Really Emily?! Fine think whatever you want to think, you can stay with your little annoying girlfriend!" Hanna says while rushing out of the class.

"Ms.D?" Aria says while standing up with Spencer.

"Yes you can go girls." I say knowing they wanted to go with Hanna.

Then the bell rings and the rest of the class leaves.

"Samara why did you spill paint all over Hanna?" I ask.

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