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Quin's P.O.V

I slowly tore my gaze off that idiot who abused me with a pencil, a sharp one at that, and muttered about how inconsoderate this teacher was being. "WHAT?" I said rather abruptly. The teacher, whatever her name was, just looked at me straight in the eyes which made me really uncomfortable. "I SAID WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT?" i yelled and flung my arms up in the air. "YA KNOW WHAT I'M OUT." and i stormed out the classroom, anger practically written on my forehead.

I could hear the teacher shout at me to come right back but, her attempts were futile. I walked down the school corridors and strode into the nearest toilet cubicle, put the toilet lid down sat on it and fumbled around in my coat pocket to find my knife which i had managed to smuggle from the marble cutlery draw back at home. I threw it in the air a few times and always caught it which i took pride in.

It felt like i was in the cubicle for ages and i was getting bored. My right eye all of a sudden started to become really itchy and i couldn't resist the urge to scratch at it but, when i did scratch it with my fingers the itchyness barley reduced.

The knife looked so shiny in the bathroom light and the touch was cool comapred to my face which felt inflamed. I brushed the side of the knife against my face and it felt so cold and nice. I did it again, and again, and again, quicker and quicker, and quicker, until i lost control and the blade caught under the skin of my flushed cheek and it soon became apparent that, i could feel some kind of liquid slowly sliding down my face. I used my hands to feel where the liquid's source was coming from. I then pulled my hand away from my face and saw blobs of blood sat on my hand smoothly falling to the floor.

The sensation was fascinating and felt amazing so this time i deliberately cut harder then i thought and more blood spilled from the gash. I couldn't help myself, this was soooo fun. I held the blade up to my eye and slashed it straight through the middle, blood now poured from the cut i had caused whilst i yelped in pain as the work i had done began to show it's true colours. I could barley open the eye i had sliced but  fumbled for the lock of the bathroom door and stumbeld out. " Its time for some fun." I whispered with an unforgettable smile now visible on my bloody face.