***1 week later***
Tara rose pov
I was sat In maths on my own. I felt realy low today. I sat with a piece of paper infrount of me. Dad had "promised" I could visit mum today. Although i knew he woukd probably go back on his promise i desided to do a poem for her grave.
I started by doing a boarder full of people crying and angles and broker hearts. "Ant you got over your mum yet" the boy infrount if me teased grabbing the paper. "Give it back i !" shouted. "WHATS GOING ON AT THE BACK" the teacher roared. "Some idiot just hadn't got over her reject mum yet" he mutterd.
With that I snapped. I grabbed my pencil case lobing it at his head. "Ooo temper temper" he jeared. I then pushed over my table jumping onto him.
***later on***
"Are you going to tell me what happened. Why did you attack this boy?" My dad questioned for the thousandth time as he stoped the car. I blanked him yet again.
"Tara you need to tell me what happened. You can't just go around hitting people" he told me. "Mum" I mutterd as he stoped. 'What did he say?" He asked."called her a reject" I awnserd.
Everyone knew both my parents had been in care cus simeone from my old school where i had been bullied had spread it all over social media.
"You should of walked out" he awnserd."what like you did!" I hissed. "Just cus your mentally ill dosnt Mean you should just leave" I argued. "You leaving a class and what I did is compleatly diffrent." He awnserd. "And. You just desided you couldn't cope and left" I snapoed.
Ryan pov
"Listen it wasn't like that. Let me explain" I told her as she started walking up the stairs. I hadn't told her about the violence yet but I intended in as soon as I could.
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