Chapter 9

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Walking into class I find a seat at the back of the class, I turn around and see Cameron taking a seat with one of his friends, I sigh and sit down. Maybe sitting alone won't be to bad. I see the blond 'toad' from before, she marches to the back of the room right to my desk! I realise there were no other seats available she drops her books onto the desks. "Oh if it isn't the little gutter rat who is trying to steal my boyfriend" I don't reply, "ooooh lost for words are we" I really want Cameron to hear this.

"Please just shut up"

"Why should I " she asks

"I didn't know he was your boyfriend" I say getting quite annoyed.

"Oh everybody look the little rat has attitude" she laughs, everybody turns around. Instead of fighting back I stand up and leave the class, I can hear Cameron running after me calling my name, I run into a bathroom and lock the door. 'Knock, knock' I stay silent.

"Becca, please open the door, I know your in there"

"Why don't you go talk to your girlfriend" I sharply reply

"I am talking to her, please open the door so I can see her face"

"No"

"Well I'm not leaving until you do" I look around the bathroom, my eyes settle on something hidden in the corner; matches. My old school was a private school so they didn't tolerate matches or knives and they would regularly have bag, locker and uniform checks. I grab the box of matches an light one I feel the burning sensation on my skin......this is for almost falling in love again, I press harder.......this is for the blonde toad called Chelsea, I press harder..... I feel satisfied with my burn which is slowly blistering, I roll my sleeve down, hide the matches and open the door.

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