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**Jamie's pov**
It's now Thursday and I'm scared to go to school. I don't want a repeat of yesterday, even if it didn't seen that bad. I'd rather not have to face Vanessa.
But, if I don't go to school she'll think I'm weak, well weaker than she already thinks I am.
Forcing myself out of bed, I check the time -realising my alarm has yet to ring - only to find that I'm up an hour earlier than I need to be. Right now it's 6:04am and I don't need to be up until - at least - 20 past 7.
Heading straight to my bathroom, I turn on my shower and watch as the water rains down on, the plastic used as a floor.
Stripping off my pink tank top and black shorts, I climb into the shower and quietly sit under it. It soaks my hair as, the water droplets travel down my body and slowly a tear joins and then a few other, before I'm silently sobbing.
'I really am weak, if I'm sat here crying, when she hardly did anything. I'm letting her words get to me and I should be stronger than that.' I just sat there thinking and repeating the same thing over and over again.
That's when I decided, that I can't let her get to me and so, I stood up and began to wash my hair with my mint shampoo and conditioner, then I proceeded to shave under my arms and my legs.
Switching off the spray of hot water, I carefully step out and wrap a towel around myself and then one around my hair.
Walking over to the sink, I rub my hand in the mirror and just stare at myself. Repeating three words repeatedly;
'I am strong.'
'I am strong.'
'I am strong."
Staring straight into the eyes of the person in the mirror, I analyse her slightly red eyes and dry lips. The stray blonde hairs that are pressed against her forehead.
'You are strong.'
I say to her and suddenly she smiles, her once sad face lights up and her green eyes seem to brighten. Her pale skin, no longer seems too pale and the slight freckles on the bridge of her nose, are no longer irritating, their, cute.
Grabbing my toothbrush and the tube of toothpaste, I squeeze a pea sized dollop of the minty paste onto the blue bristles of my brush and then proceed to scrub my teeth clean.
After at least two minuets, I spat the white foam back into the sink and washed it down the plug hole, then washing my brush. Grabbing a flannel, I pour on some hot water and a bit of soap, before wiping my face clean and then drying my face on the towel, I'm still wearing.
Going back into my room, I walk over to my drawers pulling out my clothes and underwear. Since I was pretty much dried -minus my hair - I dropped my towel and pulled my knickers up my long, pale legs and then my bra - clipping it on at the front, before twisting it round my body - then pushing my arms through the straps.
