Chapter 2

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I made it to school, half-dry. My flannel shirt was still a bit wet, but my black jeans had dried. I walked to the hell hole, that we call school. I didn't have any friends, since not everybody would talk to me. I headed to the bathroom, to dry some bits of the flannel. I heard someone laughing, well a gang laughing. I could see the shit face Regina, smirking and looking into a toilet stall. "Hey shit face, leave her alone," I said, keeping my poker face. "Who are you?" She asked, smirking at me. "Hmm, that's not important right now," I said, as she looked at her other friends.

"And why should we stop just because you said so?" She asked, getting in my face. I laughed, as I grabbed her arm, turning myself around, twisting and pulling Regina over my shoulder. She landed on her spine and let out a scream. I let her go as she and her group ran out of the bathroom. I sighed as the on in the toilet stall peaked out of her hiding place. "Hey, thanks for that," She said, and smiled.

I walked over to the paper and took a piece before wiping it on my flannel. "That's what I do, sticking up for others like me," I said, looking behind me smiling. "My name is Beverly, and you are?" She asked, sticking out her hand for me to shake. "My name is (Y/n) (L/n)," I said, and shook her hand. She saw my wet flannel, and understood what happened. "Who did it?" She asked, and I looked down. "Henry," I said, and she nodded. "I don't like that guy," She said, as we walked out of the bathroom.

"Which class do you have?" She asked me, looking at me through her red bangs. "Math I think," I said and she nodded. "Me too," She squealed. I smiled as we walked towards our next class. We talked all class, and she told me many secrets by sending me notes. I didn't tell her any, since I don't trust people that easily. We walked out of our class together, talking. I saw a group of girls, laughing at her, and I glared at them. I was known for my temper, and that I broke a guy's arm because he tried to 'flirt' to me.


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