Chapter Seventeen

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"Wake up baby girl, time for school." Demi opened up the curtains.

The worst thing you could ever hear after a nice relaxing weekend.

I groaned as I dragged my body to the bathroom, I got my clothes and underwear out and neatly placed them on the edge of my bed. I got my towel and put it on the rack in the bathroom. I then undressed and went into the steaming shower that felt nice against my skin.

After about 10 minutes of showering, I dried myself and put on my clothes. I did my hair and then made my way downstairs where I smelt omelettes.

Fuck yes.

I scoffed down my delicious omelettes and made my way to my bag. I put in all the stationary and books that I needed and then headed out.

Obviously saying bye to Demi first.

I trotted towards the bus stop and waited. Not long after the bus approached.

"Good morning, Jude." I smiled at the bus driver.

"Morning, Sabrina." She waved.

I walked to the back of the bus where Aimee, Lisa, Lizzy and all that was.

"Hey, guys."

I had a few replies from them before they turned back to whatever they were talking amongst themselves.

"Hi, Lovato." Mia sat next to me.

"Hi, Hepworth."

We both sat in complete silence until the bus stopped at the school. We all got out and made our way to the classes. Mia was in my English.

I and Mia have been really close lately. We are good friends which were cool.

English flew by, and so did the other lessons. It was finally lunch, I was absolutely starving. I joined the queue and grabbed a tray. When I finally got to the food cart, I picked out a pasta bake, chocolate chip bun and apple juice. I placed this on my tray and walked towards my table.

I honestly don't know how it happened but within a matter of seconds, my face had come in contact with the floor. During that process, my dinner tray had flown out of my hands and land on the one and only, Chloe Gibbons. The meanest cheerleader girl in school. I heard everyone gasp while Chloe stood up, in utter shock as the pasta bake had smeared her pink blouse.

"WHAT THE HELL? Is this some kind of JOKE! This is my NEW blouse!" She shouted and looked around to find who did it. 

I got up and brushed off the dirt from my trousers, as I did so, Chloe looked directly at me.

"YOU!" She pointed.

"I didn't mean to, I tripp-" I panicked.

"No, you did this on purpose!" She spat.

"I didn't." I gulped.

"Oh, because you're Demi Lovato's daughter you think you are better than me?"

"I don't think tha-"

"Yeah yeah, save it. Lovato. You just watch your back." She spat.

She grabbed her bag and walked over to me. She looked at me up and down before pushing past my shoulder and making her way out of the dining hall.

I sighed deeply and walked over to my table, feeling completely humiliated as people were staring and snickering at me. I sat down and stared into space. I knew the girls were looking at me.

"I'm in absolute shit, aren't I?" I blinked.

"I wish I could say no." Lizzy sighed.

"What did I even trip on?" I raised my eyebrow and looked over where I had tripped.

I saw a black handbag that belonged to Qwen Richards, one of the cheerleaders, at the side of her table. How did I manage to go there?

Lunch finally past and people were still looking or whispering about me. I knew I was in shit, but I didn't need the whole school knowing. Yet they were already included.

I got up from the table and made my way to my next lesson. My belly was rumbling badly, I didn't eat so I was still starving. I can't do anything about it until I get home.

Classes had finished and it was home time which I was thankful because people was still talking about me.

I made my way to the bus and walked in. I wish I didn't as everyone's faces turned to me as I trotted down the aisle of the bus. I inhaled deeply and ignored the people's conversations about me. I sat down in my usual seat and looked out the window.

The bus soon came to my stop, I said bye to my friends and got off the bus and made my way home. I opened the door and ran to my room, throwing my bag on the floor and collapsing onto my bed. I sighed.

"Sab, is that you?" Demi shouted up.

"Yeah."

"Are you okay?"

No. "Yeah."

I thought about what Chloe said. She told me to watch my back? What's that suppose to mean.

I shook my head and just didn't let it bother me at all. She'll probably forget or won't even do anything.

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