Chapter 2 -Julie

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'Allison, I want to go to the bathroom. Since lessons are starting soon, can you open the locker for me?'
'Sure! I'll wait for you in the classroom.'
We past through walls and walls of lockers on the hallway where sitting in the end of the corridor is the bathroom. This bathroom looks like it's a hundred years old, just like this stupid school. Everything, the interiors just shouts out,' hey look, I'm so old and ancient!' The tiles are checkers of green and white. No one has polished them for a long time. The walls are also white stone walls. It is no where near the word 'new' anyways. Water has eroded the walls and creates molds on them.
'I know who you are.'
A voice tear through the still environment.
'Who are you?'
The hair on my neck stand up on its end. I shiver as I look around this room. There is practically no one in here. No. There is a cubicle that is occupied. I walk step by step to that little door which is locked.
'Hello? You talked to me?'
I knock on the door. Just as my hand pulls back, the door blasts open. A surge of wind follows and hits mercilessly on my face. All I see are purple dots and I feel a wave of nausea.
'I'm not afraid of you.'
That's the last thing I've heard before I hear a loud bang the sound of a huge object falling on the ground.

'Yo, fainting on the first day of school, not cool,' Jackson laughs.
That stupid Jackson has been bugging me since forever. '
'Shut your hole, asshole.'
'Hey, no need to be so rude, I'm just concerned.' 
I walk right pass him to Allison, who is sitting at the lunch tables already.
'What happened to you? Everyone is taking about how you just plant a kiss on the ground.'
'Ugh! Why is everyone making it a big deal? Someone would faint every day. It's nothing!'
'It is nothing. Not until Jackson said you faint because you take drugs.'
'That dick! I would...' I clench my fist hard it hurts. Like a whole morning has passed and the propel with no other things to get attention to, just keep gossiping about me. What in hell?
'Whoa, calm down girl. This is high school, remember? '
'Right', I grunt. I need to go to college one day. People there would be less of a dummy I guess.
Last lesson of the day, swimming. Oh boy. This is the opportunity for me to see the presumably-is-a-tattoo thing on Neil's arm. One thing to worry about is the fact that he may continue to wear the bandage in water... I would too, so what's there to expect?
'Like I know right?'
Allison is such a headache. She always stirs up the girls. You know what I mean?
'Look at Sebastian's abdominal muscles', says Cherry.
Olivia is also nodding her head fiercely.
Neil, where is Neil? That's my one and only concern.
'Beep', the whistle of the coach catch me off guard.
'Now ducklings, each of you will be divided into teams of four and just swim to the other side as a 4tines 100 relay. Which group is the slowest need to do 100 push-ups. Understood?'
A high school common knowledge, that coach is just bluffing. As far as a can tell, no one has ever got caught for not doing the push-ups. But, whatever. People would try to win (I'm referring to the boys) cause it shows their masculinity.
'Three, two, one ' 'Beep'.
Another deafening blare. Cherry volunteered to go first and no one argued. Those people are fast! The group to my left are all sporty basketball team dudes. The group nearest to the left side of the pool are real swimmers. The group to my right is some ordinary girl and boy mix. Next to them are a two groups of nerds. This is never a fair competition for them. As for the rest of the class, it is the girls who is too cool for swimming and those who don't know how to swim.
'Help!'
An alarming call for help. I turn my head to the direction of the noise. It's a boy from there nerdy group. Ok let's not be mean, he is William. He has reached the area which the water is like deeper than 2meters. He thrashes and gulps for air as he tries so hard to keep his head above the water. Before I know what I am doing, I swam towards William and I see something that reminds me of this morning...

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