Chapter 4

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A girl walks into the bath room and freezes when she sees me crying on the floor.
"Ooh. If you dont mind me asking, whats wrong with you?" She asks sitting down next to me. I just keep crying, to emotional to respond.
"Ok let me guess then. Just nod if i guess correctly ok?" I nod slowly and she smiles. "I make it a mission to know everone in this school and your not familiar so im guessing your that new girl who just started this week." I nod. "Ok. Off to a good start. You probably dont know many people yet so your either stressed out about starting here or one of the few you have met did something shity." I nod again. "Ok who did it. Tell me and ill beat the hell out of them if i feel they deserve it." I lift my head from my knees and look at her.
"I already slapped him. Just made things worse." I say bettween tears.
"Justin?"
"How'd you guess?"
"He messes around with everone, especially new people, besides everyone in theres talking about you slapping him."
"Jesus already?"
"Wellcome to our school. So what did he do?"
"He led me on. Made me think he liked me then as soon as he got in my pants he became a total asshole."
"Being new I guess you didn't know his reputation."
"Reputation?"
"Oh yeah. Hes a total fuck boy player! Hes slept with half the chics at this school. Most know to stay away from him at this point so when ever someone new stops by he makes it a goal to fuck them with in their first week here."
"Oh god! Im such a moron!"
"No your not. He has this way about him. Hes charming and irresistible when he wants to be. Hell he even tricked me into fucking him." The bell rings and we stand up. "Im Joey by the way." She smile and holds out her hand for me to shake.
"Joey?"
"Yeah. Its short for Josephine."
"Nice to meet you Joey. Im lyra." I shake her hand and we turn and leave the bathroom.
I start to panic as i walk up to the door to study hall. I peek in through the window and see Justin hitting on some chic in the back of the room. I cringe but walk in and sit down at my desk anyway, praying that he'll stay in the back next to her rather then in his seat by me. I dont think i have the strength left in me to deal with him right now. Im lucky, i guess. he didstayin the back, with her, but i swear i here him sceaming, luring her over to his house...
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