Chapter 7

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I get through every class, ignoring everyone whispering every time I walk into the classroom. I walk into English and gladly Tom isn't sitting in the back. I happily do my homework and walk out of the classroom smiling to my locker and gather everything. 

"Nothing?" Brendon says waiting for me to get done packing my bag.

"Nothing."

We walk to my house like always. I finally feel free, like I can do things without having to look behind me every second. We get to my house and my mom is passed out on the couch so we head to my room.

"It's weird that he wasn't at school," I say. Every other time I don't see him until English.

"Just be glad that he didn't come. He's probably going to pop up tomorrow and I'm going to have to kick his ass."

"I can handle myself."

"Sure. He's going to pick up on you kicking him in the balls every time and then what."

I don't really know what I would do. 

"Exactly."

Brendon flops down on my bed and stares up at my ceiling.


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