chapter 2

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Arrons POV

"what do you mean we are over, I'm meant to be the one breaking up with you not you breaking up with me" says Tiffany a bit shocked

"Well I just did, I'm sick of you always putting down my little sister just because she is well  to you not pretty enough and because she is the smartest person in the grade" I say while walking away from her.

"I don't need you and plus you're gonna regret this" says Tiffany

"no you will you lying cheating slut" I yell back and turn around to see her face go as white as the dress she is wearing which actually doesn’t look that bad. So sad that it has to be tortured by being worn on this disgusting disease.

"h..How did you know that?" Tiff asks just as I walk away and head to my English class. There is this one girl that is always so shy and sits in the corner I always wonder what the fuck she is doing. I always see her writing in her book even when the teacher is talking. Thing is I can't see what she is writing because she is on the other side of the classroom. Plus every time I ask her she always blushes and hides away her book then quickly walks away. She is about average height for a girl at least and I don’t know her name I know she has a job but that I think is just a rumour that Tiff made up. She has medium length black hair that usually has a headband that is either blue with black dots or dark grey with a bow in it. Her skin is also quiet pale with blue eyes.

*BRRRIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG*

DAMN IT that stupid bloody bell dragged me out of my thoughts.

It took me another 5min to get to my English classroom. When I got there I walked in and saw that the shy girl was already there in her usual spot next to the window at the back. I walked over and took the seat in front of her and realized she was listening to music and had a guitar next to her on the floor.

"hey" I say trying to get her attention

"um… hi" says the shy girl

"my names Arron what's your" I say with a smile

"I already know who you are anyway my name is Sadie" says Sadie getting back to her writing

"ok" I say getting my books out "what are you writing?"

"Why do you ask? "answers back Sadie, still writing away in that book.

"just wondering because each class I see you writing even when the teacher is explaining stuff"

"you don’t need to know" 

"I was just asking" I say as I turn back to the front "you didn’t have to be so rude"

"Arron" I hear Sadie say behind me

"yes Sadie"

" I'm sorry" apologises Sadie with her face looking down at her book

"It's ok"

"I'm just doing my homework for science" she says looking back up from her book at me with what I think was one  word blank.

"wait our assignment the one that is due sometime today but why are you doing it now" I say sort of shocked but then again at least she is doing it unlike about 25% of the class

Shit I hope that didn’t come out the wrong way

"I don’t have time to do it at home" she says sort of shyly

"why?"

"I can't tell you" sadie says as she hides away even more

"ok… class" says Sir as he looks over in me and Sadie's direction "open your books to… Sophia and Tiffany if you have something to share why don't you tell the whole class"

"yes sir we do have something to share" exclaims Tiffany

For some reason I think this is not going to be good

"well lets hear it then" says sir getting up todays work on the board

"yes I shall" says Tiffany putting on her fakest smile and looks towards me and Sadie.

*knock knock*

"come in" yells the teacher

The door opens and comes in one of the office ladies

"can Tiffany and Sophia come with me to the principles immediately" says the old lady "oh and Arron you are needed in room 25"

I take one last look back at Sadie as I get my bag and head out of the class room and towards room 25. they probably need help with the slide and music for the school dance.

I think I might take the long way round

 I hope Sadie is there and I also hope that Tiffany embarrasses herself in front of everyone. Just as I get to the room the bell rings crowding the hallway with people almost immediately. They are probably all trying to get their books and spots for next class.   

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