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Chapter Twenty One: She Got What She Deserved.

Long chapter! I know, I know, I'm amazing. I hope you enjoy it though seeing as there is a lot of drama going on in this chapter... just don't forget to leave a comment on your thoughts!

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Grace's P.O.V

I never thought that I would admit this but when I saw the stranger latching onto Luke's arm a few seconds ago, I was jealous. Heck, I still am and I guess that's why I am glaring into the girl's eyes.

I walk into the cafeteria, my fists closed in a ball by my sides. "Well, well, who is this?" The girl asks, looking at Luke who has his eyes on me and I know exactly why.

First off, he never heard me swear because I explained to him that I think swearing is a bad habit and that it is just plain rude. Second, he is suprised that I am jealous of the scene that was going on a few seconds before I stormed in because I am never jealous.

I know, Luke, I'm suprised too.

"The name is Grace." I say, the confidence appearing back in my system. The last time I found myself being all confident was when I yelled at my father and slapped him but ever since then, I have been like a turtle; hiding away from everyone because I have been too scared.

Now, the confidence is rising up in my body and I would be lying if I said I didn't like it because inside, I loved it.

The girl rolls her eyes and smirks at me. "So your the little bitch." The girl says and I swallow the lump in my throat and grab the girl's arm, pulling her out of the seat. The girl snatches her arm away from me and let's out a laugh.

"Something funny?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at the girl and she shakes her head.

"Nah, just amusing." The girl says and before I can say anything, I hear Luke's voice behind me.

"Amy-"

"Shut up, Luke." The girl who I think is Amy, says and I walk up to her and narrow my eyes at Amy.

"Don't tell him to shut up, okay?" I say and Amy snorts.

"Yeah okay." Amy rolls her eyes and all of sudden, I hear someone in the crowd shout out 'bitch fight', making me roll my eyes. Amy smirks and raises her hands in the air.

"Let's give the crowd what they want." As Amy says that, she throws her fist into my face, making me fall to the ground. I let out a cough and get up, clenching my fists as I walk up to Amy again.

"Let me explain something first-" Before I can continue, Amy throws another punch into my face and I feel something run down my lips, making me touch them to see blood.

I hate blood and the fact that Amy made me bleed makes me so angry because all it reminds me of is when my father first hit my mom.

There was so much blood.

I run up to Amy and tackle her, her head smashing against the marble floor. I begin to pound my fist into her face, making sure to at least make her bleed so that it is even but Amy didn't want that.

She wanted to make things interesting.

How? Oh, she decided to headbutt me which makes me let out a groan and lose my focus so Amy takes the opportunity to roll me over and straddle me, grabbing my hair and hitting my head on the floor. Before I black out, Luke pulls Amy away from me and the last thing I hear before my eyes close shut are the words that slip out of Amy's mouth.