Schizophrenia

Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight

Savannah Summers

I walk into the familiar building which is unfortunately also known as my school. Logan and Faith are nowhere in sight though and I let out an annoyed moan as I walk to my locker. First subject is Biology and I literally suck at Biology. I have to study hours to get a decent grade and I barely study so my grades suck in it. But at least I pass it somehow.

I put out my books and close the locker, my eyes now searching for my best friends somewhere in the crowd. Damn it. Where are they?

A loud sigh escapes my lips as I take out my phone from my bag and dial Faith's number. She doesn't answer the phone at first though and I have to wait for a while until she finally does.

"Hey S," She answers in a singing voice.

"Where the hell are you? School starts in less than five minutes."

"I'm already in the classroom. I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry but Logan had to come earlier today because the coach needed them to train for the game later."

I huff as I walk into the classroom and hang up as soon as I reach the table next to Faith.

"And you spent the night with him, huh?" I ask, not able to hold back the grin forming on my lips.

"Kind of," She giggles and puts the phone back into her bag.

"I'm not even surprised according to the hickey on your neck."
"Same for you." She grins, crossing her arms.

My mouth falls agape and my hand immediately reaches up onto my exposed neck where Justin left me with a hickey. Jesus Christ. I completely forgot that this kid always leaves a mark whenever he's in my presence. It's literally so annoying.

I quickly try to cover the hickey with my long har and I guess I kind of succeeded according to the nod Faith gives me.

"So will you ever tell me what's up with you and this guy?" Faith asks in a curious voice.

"I don't really know what to talk about him. All he wants is actually to well… Do the frickle frackle…?"

"Did you really just say frickle frackle?" My best friend bursts out into laughters. "You really need to stop being so innocent. I promise you, God will still accept you in heaven even when you're using the word sex or any other "bad" words."

"Shut up."

"Frickle Frackle. Who even says that?"

"I hate you."

"I love you too." She laughs. "Even though you have the vocabular of an eight year old kid."

"Thanks." I mutter. "So much to-"

Before I can even finish my sentence, our teacher already comes into the room. And let's just say he's the most annoying and strict teacher we have in school. Probably another reason why I dislike Biology so much.

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After two hours I luckily made it through Biology without falling asleep or getting in trouble for not listening, and if that doesn't make me deserve a cupcake I don't know what does. So here I am, sitting on a bench outside of school with Logan, waiting for Faith and eating a cupcake. My thoughts are not entertaining at all until Justin comes into my mind. Yesterday was pretty harsh. I didn't really mean to sound as bitchy as I did but it was his fault, wasn't it?