Chapter 3 - Let her go!

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CRYSTAL'S P.O.V

As I pull Ashley out of the cafeteria I couldn't help but noticed the odd stares people were giving us.

"Are you crazy?, how could you? I told you not to do anything about it." I told Ashley as we got outside to the back of the school.

"I'm sorry I just can't stand it anymore I hate it when she bullies you," She replied.

"I know but I don't want you to get in trouble because of me!" I said with a sigh.

"Someone has to do something about it" 

"Let's just leave it like that for now okay?"

"Fine." She huffed.

"Okay let's go inside lunch is over" I said walking inside the school.

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Finally it was the end of there were only 5 minutes until the last bell rings. Right now I was in French, tapping my pencil on the table because this class will be the death of me.

"Would you stop?" A voice hissed from beside me.

I looked beside me to find none other than Kai Freaking Beck, just my luck.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Would you stop tapping your fucking pencil it's annoying as hell." 

I looked down to find that I was still tapping the pencil. I immediately stopped and blushed.

"I'm sorry." I murmur 

"Whatever," He said rolling his eyes, turning back to face the board just as the bell ringed signaling the end of the day.

I got up from my sit and started walking towards my locker, I hate walking through the halls when it's all crowded and people are yelling and screaming, they honestly look like wild animals. When I got to my locker I threw all my binders in, got my bag and started walking toward the auditorium to wait until all the students are gone so I can just play around with my voice a little bit.

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By now I think most of the students are gone, I know there are still people here because our school runs after school clubs and programs.

I closed all the doors and walked up the tiny steps that lead to the stage. I walked over to the beautiul piano on the right side of the stage. I press some of my fingers against the keys just for fun. I'm not a great singer but I think my voice is okay, no one knows about my voice except Ashley and my sister, Rose.

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