Chapter 3

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"What's the answer to number 3?" Asked my Spanish teacher. Nobody dares to raise their hand. Not even me. The smartest girl in class. "Common guys! This is basic Spanish!" She yelled. I decided to take the risk and raise my hand. "The infinitive case" I said my voice shaking with every word. "Good job and thank you miss. Stager." The bell rang for the end of class. "Ugg class dismissed" I was going to walk my butt to PE. I hate PE so much. I hate it with all my heart. I mean I'm not athletic. Plus everyone watches me. I mean all the kids get doctor's notes but no I have to run. I can run three miles now because that all my gym coach makes us is run non stop. After PE was English. My favorite subject. Well WAS my favorite. Until Brittany got into town. Brittany moved from New York and she was my bully calling me stuff like "Emo" "Freak" "Slut" later everyone started doing it. After a while my grades dropped , Alice and Addison made me get them up. They were like my parents grade wise. My parents don't care at all. I lived in a terrible town. Everyone was always high and drunk. "Bethany" someone squealed behind me I already knew who it was. "Oh wait I'm sorry for calling you that name. I meant Emo" "hi Brittany"

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