Chapter 7

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We finally get off the buss and i look around. My schedule is burnt inside my brain. Perks of being a fairy. Lauren walks up to me so i assume she missed the bus even though she's the one who reminded me. And in the mood i'm in i want to confront her so bad, but i know that i can't say the things i need to in public. So instead, I turn and walk away putting my ear buds in. I sit down at a empty lunch table.

"Hey Red."

Someone comes and plants a kiss on my head. At first i panic, then I remember last night. I turn around and smile.

"Listen, i like you, but I don't really know you so, don't think we are like a thing or anything."

He frowns and nods, then walks away. I am am still fuming with anger right now. About thirty minutes of doing nothing later, the first bell rings. I walk the halls remembering exactly were my class is. I walk into the pink colored room and is greeted by the whole class staring at me. The teacher looks up from her computer and smiles.

"Why hello there, you must be Scarlet."

I nod.

"Well im Ms. Rachel."

I nod again. She looks at me weirdly and stands up urging me to the front of the classroom. She has short blond hair and is pretty short. Her long white dress flows around her ankles making her look a little taller. I walk up to her and look at the class.

"Why don't you tell us a little about yourself."

I look at her and i look at the class. I have went over this speech a million and one times in my head but at this moment i forgot every single word.

"Um.. im Scarlet." I do a little wave. "I came from, um.. Ohio."

All the sudden anger overwhelms me. Not right now brain please.

"Since I was five years old, I have thought my father was dead. I come to find out thought, that he's not and my mother has always known that yet she decided to ruin my whole entire childhood and now that i'm going to die soon i guess it doesn't really matter."

I take a deep breath and look at the teacher. Her mouth is open and she's staring at me.

"Where do i sit?"

"You can sit by me if you want."

I turn to the students to see who said that. I see a girl with a big pink bow smiling at me. She has a pink skirt and a white shirt on. No thanks.

"I'm good."

I walk over and pick the empty desk as far away from that girl as possible. I will not associate myself with a girly girl, never have never will. I look over at her and she is frowning. Out of the corner of my eye I see guy laughing.

"Was my story funny to you?"

I glare at him still fuming with anger. He looks at me and smiles.

"So what if it was what are you gonna do 'bout it?"

He looks at me smiling not knowing i can see every thought going through his head. He didn't think it was funny but the part where i dismissed that girl. I don't care though. I get up and walk over to his desk, the teacher still in shock. I lean down on the desk and smile.

"I'm glad you think it was funny, meet me after class and i'll show you what else is funny."

He does nothing but look up me while the class "OHhhhhh"s

"Class settle down. Scarlet get in your seat now. You will not enter this school with that. If you have something else to say go ahead and go down to the office."

I look up at her and glare. I straighten up and go back to my seat. I turn looking at the students and see a really hot guy looking at me and a girl glaring at him and me. They must be together or something. Just to make her mad I wink at him and look away. The rest of class was pretty boring. When the bell rings im the first one out. I wait by the door for that kid I challenged. Instead i get the pink girl staring up at me. She's really short too.

"Im gracie."

She smiles up at me and waits for a response. I lift an eyebrow.

"What do you want?"

"I want to be your first friend."

"No."

I shove her out of the way when i spot the kid.

"Hey!"

He turns around and smiles.

"I thought you chickened out. Or started crying about your daddy or something."

He put fist up to his eyes and mocks crying.

"Ill showing you crying."

My hand in fist i walk up to him. I grab the front of his shirt.

"You won't do nutt'n"

He smiles as he said it.

"Oh really?"

His shirt still in my hand, i take a step back and look him in the eye. Then i swing as hard as i can. He flies against the locker putting a dent in them. I look down at my bloody knuckle and smile. I look back at him and he's in tears holding his nose.

"That's what crying looks like."

And i walk away.

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The next five classes nothing happened. Everyone must have been either too scared or to happy to say i did it. I walk up to my last period and smile. The class i had been waiting for all day. Photography.This should be fun. I walk into the classroom and just like all 6 other classes, i get stares from everyone in the class. Of course, everyone knows about what happened in first. And after first. Great first impression, Scarlett. I pick a seat right in the front and i plop my stuff down beside me. Then the worst thing happens to me. Gracie walks in. Immediately, she looks at me and smiles. Before she can sit down in the empty seat beside me, i through my bag in the seat. She frowns and walks to the back of the class. Great, the one girl i was trying to avoid all day is in my favorite class. I think i'll just shoot myself now. Class gos on and i don't have to introduce myself like i did in the last 6 classes. Teachers name is Mr.Witt. He is most definitely my favorite. After class he calls my name and closes the door after all the other kids leave.

"Yes Mr. Witt?"

He looks at me and smiles.

"I hate that kid."

"Which one? The girly-girl who wears pink like her life depends on it, or the little boy who thought he was the toughest kid in school before i socked him in the face?"

He laughs, "The second one, but i do like your description of Gracie."

This time i laugh, my mood suddenly the best it's been all day. Then the room starts spinning. I grab onto the desk ad lean my body weight on it. Suddenly my bag is a lot heavier than usual. I throw it down.

"Whoa, are you ok?"

He puts a hand on my arm, then both.

"I'm ok I-"

And that's when i fall. Everything around me going black.


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