Amya

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"Hey Stephanie. How are you today?" God, I hated saying those words.

"Hey, shouldn't you be in your prison cell? I didn't know they let prisoners out."

Every day, I have to hear Stephanie's crap, and it's not even my fault.

"Steph, chill. It's not her fault, and you're just making all of this worse." Jennaveave explained.

"God, its a JOKE. Can you back off? Amay's laughing, right?"

She looked at me and smiled. The. Nerve. Of. Her. I was on the brink.

"No "Steph", i'm not. You do this everyday, and I have told you to stop. You know what I think?"

Bam

The look on my face was part surprise, part joy and part anger. My friends all looked at me, shocked as I was. Blood, dripping on the floor, she gripping her nose, and her friends comforting her. I punched her in the nose.

"WHAT THE HECK AMYA?"

"Amya, Are you okay?"

"Steph needs a doctor."

"What was that for?"

"Amya, what happened?

"You deserve this"

Her friend Alex swung at me, and my first reaction was to duck. I avoided her punch, and hit her stomach.

What was happening with me? The other girl called the doctor, because Stephanie was bleeding a lot, and screaming. The entire cafeteria was staring at us, and a guard grabbed me. I tried to punch him, but then I saw who he was.

"DON'T MOVE!" Guard Potter yelled. Another teacher came over to Steph, who had now falling on the floor.

What have I done? 

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