Lunch

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The bell rang signaling the end of sixth period and beginning of lunch.

"Thank God!" I thought to myself. I fast walked down the hall towards the only place I memorized on the map. The glorious cafeteria. I ran to the line avoiding eye contact with everyone. Grabbing a tray, I placed it on top of the counter.

"Pepperoni roll and a side salad please!" I beamed at her. Warily placing my food onto the tray she shooed me off to get a drink. I sat down under the tree on the terrace and pulled out my notebook. Suddenly it was snatched out of my hands.

"Hey!" I exclaimed looking up. I saw a jock, your typical kind. Ones who stuff you in lockers and try to kick you to the curb. I won't go into details but afterwards he did end up in the nurse's office. No one touches my notebook. That's all I'll say about that. School passed by with a flash ,thankfully, without a hitch. I walked home at a fast pace cause I didn't want to talk with anyone again. I especially wanted to get home before my parents. Yes they work. They have too if they want to keep their drugs and booze.


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Hey peeps sorry for short chapter. Really short actually.

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