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K.C.'s POV
When I got to school I was 10 mins late, great. I went to the Guidance office and found out that ... The twins were going to "help" me for the rest of this week. Yea right they are just going to hurt me.

I don't need help. I'm caught up on work and I've gone to this school almost 4 years. I'm not stupid I can find my classes. I don't need their help. I don't want Their help!

After a great day of school(noting my sarcasm)I still have to see more of them. Even better then that I have to let them come over to my house to catch up on a project on Friday so . When will my torture end... Never. Then it hit me why live til tomorrow??? I could be gone who would notice anyway? Well Cameron would, she's the only one who cares and she's leaving again tomorrow.

Speaking of them coming over I need to clean my bath room from yesterday and every other day sense my mom "visited". That was a week
ago but for now I have to go eat at their house ,I haven't done that sense fifth grade.

I didn't have to be there til 5 but by the time I was ready and had calmed myself. Oh also some where in there I had to mentally prepare myself, I think I did well I was covering up my scars with foundation. I realized it was 430.

I wore acid washed high wasted jeans with maroon vans, a maroon pink sweater and I put my hair in a fish tail. Cameron complimented me on my clothes but she probably was just being nice.

I was going to eat but in very very small portions. Reason being I didn't want to be rude but I usually don't eat. We were eating chicken.  I had to sit with Grayson to my right though for some odd reason Ethan tried to sit next to me. On my left was Cameron.

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