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//Tombsey\\

WE were all shocked, standing in the gym.
The principal called an emergency school meeting. Peter was dealing with a death and instead of anyone helping him out of it he was beaten up and called a wimp. I know flash, he couldn't have known about it at the time. Flash was a jerk but he wasn't merciless.

Especially with what we had to deal with as children. Beating him up after what happened what be the last thing flash would've done. I wasn't sorry for him though, after all he had it coming for a while.

They went on about peer pressure and pointless accusations that had nothing to do with what was going on. I was certain they didn't even know why they pulled this. They just decided not to ignore it because then they would look bad.

It was selfish and stupid. Someone lost there family and instead of pitching in to bring him from his blues they worried about reputation.

Maybe if the school gave a damn this wouldn't have happened. Peter lost his uncle and was fine until flash decided to tempt him for his knows what. This school is such a damn hell until you drive people away and then all the sudden people care. You didn't care when that girl ran away when no one believes in her. You didn't care when the rich not lost someone he loved unconditionally and you didn't care when the soon to be valedictorian killed herself.

The moment when the schools star student defends himself you care. You people are sick.

I was sitting there until I noticed everyone watching me. My nails was digging into my skin with blood seeping through.

'Please, I didn't say that out loud did i?'

"I didn't know you felt that way ms. Morse. Would you like to come to my office?" The principle called with the microphone up to his chapped lips.

Of course I didn't want to go, but it was more of a demand them a question.

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"This is completely unacceptable, are you trying to ruin the school spirit?!" He yelled.

That pissed me off. What fucking school spirit did we have. All we had were good grades and money. There was no spirit, there was no passion for this dump. We were all selfish and it just gets worse and worse. We work hard so the school can get money. That money is used to hide how horrible this place is. All the signs are there and Peter might just have revealed them.

"In all do respect principle you know nothing of spirit. You won't know spirit until you die and go to hell. You let your students work so hard only to be rejected. How do you sleep at night knowing that you let these things happen? A meeting won't change what happened, and it won't bring a dead girl back either, expelle me if you want to. See if I give a damn."

I released a breath on between my rant. The expression in his face was heartbreaking. I don't have to be so blunt so holding back wouldn't do much change I had to stand up.

"I can't say I did much either, we all chose to ignore the problems and move past them. Just like weeds problems grow if you ignore them and eventually it will destroy you."

It was so bad and yet they were so good at covering it up. Cindy was kind and no one knew why she did wjat she did. We were freshman when it happened and now it seems like everyone forgot. Or that's what the school wants is to do forget about all there mistakes. They weren't mistakes more like unforgivable sins.

The more I talked the faster I could feel my fingers vibrating. Eventually I could feel the floor beneath me start to rattle so I stopped myself going any further before I did anything I would regret.

"Don't expect me to be attending anymore classes here. Bye principal Wells."