CASSANDRA
last time I Checked I had thrown that card in a dustbin right after class but here I was, heading back to rescue it, well there It was... Right where I left it... Not even crumpled, change of mind, not change of heart, did someone probably think I need to have friends?? Or I live such a lonely and boring life, did someone feel pity probably?? I would be offended if that's the case, I don't need anyone to survive... I never didI put the card inside my back pocket and glide back into the halls which were empty probably everyone went to the gym
It was sports day.. Not my fave... But hell am I glad there are no classes.. And I don't do P. E
It would be fascinating watching Terry and Skylar eyeing the same Guy, yeah I hadn't thought about that before
I am not missing friends in my life I am missing a whole lot of drama****
SKYLAR
I'd just wait until the cake is cut and be off, I'd probably catch a ride from someone else and be on the way, it was not my place to stay, I wasn't TerryAnd... I and Brad... Well... We are complicated, I feel bad hiding things... Things that Terry should know before it gets worse
I am not less better than Casmy at this stage, yet I still can't believe I just degraded myself to that fake blonde grotesque idiot,
I hadn't seen the ball coming for my head, before I could say "shit" I had been hit to the ground... Blinking while the world spun about me
I was surrounded, I saw ugly, pretty, fat, thick, thin, and anorexic faces looking down at me with concern not that any of them cared at all, it was more like "did you break your nose?? How far is it broken?? "
I sat up and gave them a thumbs up although my head was still heavy, it felt like I had a watermelon for a head, I stood up in agony, but hey... I needed to get away from this crowd fast... I managed and they believed I was okayI managed to get in to the girls' locker room and change, I needed to sit down somewhere before my head fell off.... Somewhere far.... Some where quiet... My heart raced... I had to depend on the wall to get by
I saw a chair... Finally... I got to it and I slipped on the floor right before I put my butt on it, I cursed through the my teeth, it was no use getting up... My head was a big watermelon right now
Totally big and heavy
I laid on my back and looked at the ceiling, how hard did that ball hit me
how hard did that catapult bitch throw itI saw a huge shadow before me... Oh God.. This ain't the time to be visited by the angel of death
I am not dressed for it nor had my make up doneI have always imagined that when I die, I would die undisturbed in a fine dress and fine make up, I still owe it to myself to look pretty even in death
I look through my long lashes and see my angel
Or my imaginationI mean
'"Brad?? " I half whispered half croaked
All I heard was "what happened "
"Got hit"
"Alright... Come on"He probably picked me up
I think... Because I felt weightless and my watermelon head was leaning on something hard probably his muscular chestCASMY
skipping pompoms today is worth it, I have tomorrow to prepare for, good stuffs are going to be there, I mean......
It's Brad's party
TERRY
Skylar had missed P. E too today, I have been in the grounds for hours searching for her, Brad said he'll be here by now...said he wanted to give me something , and he's already missing his football practice, I either stink nowadays or it's the "birthday loading" mode
Well
Where is the hype
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