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Zara's POV
"Why does color define a person?" I stared deep down into the teacher's eyes.
She pursed her lips and furrowed her brow. "Miss.White you do not have the right to ask those type of questions."
"As for you Ms. uh whatever your name is, why does it matter what I ask? We're in school and we wanna learn, so answer my question." I said through gritted teeth.
I was the only one who ever had enough brain cells to restrain from this hell hole. No answers no anything. I hated living here, I hate this whole system.
They let women work for a reason so why the hell are women only allowed to be housewives.
Not that there's anything wrong with housewives, but why did everything have to be by gender now.
Why can't women get down and dirty like the men can?
I am tired of being treated like a petite pretty princess. "Ms.White office, now."
I got up and slammed my history book closed. "Not the first time I've heard that cunt."
The class gasped as I slammed the door. You would expect me to learn by know to just follow the rules. Nah, I walked my ass right out of that school.
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Fanfic"we're divided by feminism and masculinity, it will never work." ☼☼☼ a book in which a boy and girl cross boundaries, write songs, and are separated for their gender
