Chapter 1

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The beginning year assembly is a pain in the ass. Literally. TWO hours' worth of sitting on hard concrete ground, listening to teachers talking about what's coming up for this year. I tried to straighten out my leg to get some blood-flow into it but the person in front is too close.

Now, at my school, there are 301 of us Year 10s in total. We overflow our assembly corner a little. But at least it's better than the Year 7s directly in front of us. There's at least 325 of them. But this story isn't about the annoying, always-getting-in-the-way juniors in front of us Year 10s. It's about us Year 10s. But particularly, certain students in Year 10. And, to make it even more specific, about me. And honestly, I wish it wasn't.

And now I'm guessing you want to know more about me and why it's mainly about me? Well, keep on reading.

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