Chapter 5

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I'm sorry guys for the really late update, but I been supper busy and I didn't have time to post this chapter so I hope you like it. It's just a filler for what's gonna happened in the next chapter :) xx -di

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Diana's P.O.V

"Diana!" Jocelyn yelled, with what it seemed to be joy for seeing me at school again. I looked back to face her sending a small smile, but it quickly faded away.

"Hey..." I said, shortly as I looked away from her.

"Hi Diana!" She said, hugging me. "Dude, I missed you so much! Class is so boring without you. No wait, fuck class! School is boring without you." She chuckled.

"Sure..." I giggled, shaking my head.

"I can't believe how quick the week went by." She commented, as we walked towards her locker; to leave her textbooks inside.

"Yeah... I guess." I replied as I stood next to her locker; while she opened it.

"...Diana?" Jocelyn paused, looking up from her locker.

"Yeah?" I asked, zooming out of my day dream. She closed her locker and slightly tilt head as a sign for me to start walking.

"Do you even know your grades? I mean cause you haven't been coming to school lately and umm... You know?" She said, rubbing her neck.

"I don't know or care." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Diana. you should care... It's your grade, dude!" She exclaimed.

She let out a heavy sigh and slowly nodded, "Okay." She said, in reply.

I walked along with her, making are way through the crowd of people that stand in the hallways. I looked up to see their faces, but I would only get disgusted gestures back. I kept my sight on floor as I tried not to bump into everyone around me.

We finally made it to the lunch tables when Jocelyn was already complain about how bad she wanted to go home. I sat in silence, looking at her reaction she made when the bell rang. I don't blame her, I hate school with all my guts. "School" Or another word that stands for hell or even worst.

I stood up from the lunch table and waited for her to get up as well. We walked to our fifth period class as the day felt like it was taking it's sweet as time for the end of the day to come.

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"Ms. Clifford, I want you to see me after class." Mr. Geller said, as he walked beside me, before walking towards his desk. "What why?" I asked, to the sudden blurt. "Ms. Clifford, if you cared just a tiny bit about your grade, I wouldn't be the one asking you to stay." He replied, taking a seat at his desk.

I sighed, as I kept drawing dead roses on my notebook instead of doing my work.

I didn't care about school because the only thoughts in my head was death. Death was so much beautiful then this stupid life of mines... If I could call it life.

I had no one to live for and there was certainly no one living for me...

I finished drawing my last rose when the bell suddenly rang. I felt like leaving that instant, but I knew my English teacher would just make me stay the next day. So waited.

I put my things away and sat on my seat still, as I watched the whole class leave. When unexpectedly the whole classroom was empty and the only

individuals in the room was Mr. Geller and I.

He waved his hand indicating me to approach him. I got up from my chair and walked towards his desk in silent. I felt the lust around his space, which made me take a step back in discomfort as a chill ran down my body.

"Mr. Clifford, you do know you're failing my class, right?" He said, with a smirk creeping on the corner of his lips. "...Okay?" I said, shrugging my shoulders. He invited me to grab a chair, taking a seat next to him. "You do know you can get that A easily, right?" he disclosed, as he rest his hand on my thigh.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I was to frighten to even move away from him. My voice cracked as I started to talk again.

"I-I rather fail your class..." I spoked in fear. "Is that so, Ms. Clifford? Know won't have to so much." He said, biting his lip while his hand traveled under my uniform skirt. I quickly got up and took a few steps back bumping into some desk.

"Do not dare to touch me ever again or I'll-" I exclaimed. "Or you'll what?" He demanded, with great power, getting up from his seat. I startled to his reaction and ran to the door, but he closed it before I was able to runout.

His hands traveled up my thigh and warm breath surround me. Tears began to run down my cheek and I could feel how Mr. Geller would get closer to me. I fold my lip as he tried to kiss me, but I pushed him just strong enough to get him off me. I immediately open the door and ran out of his room in tears.

I escaped the school hallways as I felt them trying to trap me from within. My tears didn't wait for a second to go by as they kept falling without an end. My eyes now blurry from crying, my windows could no longer, until I felt my body come across another soul...

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Omg so Diana almost got rapped by her English teacher and now there's a new character being introduced, but you'll have to find out later this week!! *gasp*

Sorry for the sucky chapter, but next chapter will be longer ;) xx

Love y'all - di

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