Chapter 2 Everything going wrong all at once

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I walk right up to the school, take a deep breath, and open the doors. As I head to my first class everyone in the halls is looking at me with pity. Oh no I see my arch nemesis walking towards me I really do not need this right now.

"Hi suki your not still mad at me are you?" She said in a mocking voice.

"Mad at what you stealing my friend OF COURSE I'M MAD!" I yelled.

"Well while your still fired up I wanted to tell you that you now have an ex boyfriend." She explained.

"What are you talking about, Damien would never break up with me even after I leave." I muttered.

"Your wrong he sent you a text go ahead look."She exclaimed.

"See you later and have fun being single your whole life."Jezebel said while starting down the hall.

I said nothing I just stood there until I realized that I would not let the torturing go on. I mean she's been doing this since the third grade.

"Does it humour you to make fun of me or are you jealous?" I asked in the heat of the moment.

"Excuse me what did you just say?" Jezebel said.

"Um you know perfectly well what I said!" I said shacking.

"Wait till my dad hears about this."She exclaimed.

"You can't prove that I said that." I yelled.

After I said that she punched me in the eye. Sadly I'm glad she did, 1. No school.... I hope 2. Jezebel in trouble. But before I totally blacked out I stared to feel pity for her mostly because who is going to marry such a b****.

"Suki wake up your gonna get me in trouble." A familiar voice said.

I did what the voice told me and just my luck it's Jezebel.

"Huh why'd you punch me?"I said dizzy.

"I punched you really hard as a goodbye so you and me keep this a secret ok." She whispered.

"Why should I after years of bullying?" I replied.

"Your moving it doesn't matter." Jezebel laughed.

"Maybe, where are we anyway?" I questioned.

"Janitors closet." She said.

"Look you and me have to get to class, so can I count on you to keep a secret?" She added.

"Sure whatever." I answered.

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