Chapter 3

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I love this song, one of the best things I've ever  heard.  "Iris" by the goo goo dolls.

(Disclaimer: The two corny jokes Alison tells aren't mine...)

Chapter 3- Study fail.

I rush home after school. Mostly to clean up a bit. Okay I'll admit my room looks like a tornado hit. So...clean up... A LOT. I don't stop until i reach the top of the stairs. I pick up the clothes i have laying around and shove them into the dirty clothes closet. I share my room with one other girl, Leah. She's cool...I guess. I mean she's never around really until curfew which is twelve at night...or morning. She mostly hangs out with the guys from La push since she goes to school on the reservation. This is her last year here, before she's out of the system and free to go. in the two years I've known her she's never actually talked to me so i have no idea what her Plans are. I wouldn't be surprised if she moved on the reservation though. She's a native girl with short pitch black hair and beautiful brown skin.

I decide to be nice and straighten up her side of the room too. It would look really weird if only half the room was clean. Of course the bell rings when i'm only half way finished.
Fuck it. I think kicking everything under the bed. I stop to fix my hair in the mirror before I head down stairs. By fix i mean run my fingers through it until the spikes are spikier than usual. I rush down stairs when i think it looks good.

Ariana and Jessica are standing in my house...wow. there's a sentence i never thought i'd say. Ari and Jessica are in my houseWhat the fuck.

Ariana is frowning and looking around and Jessica has her arm slumped around her shoulder obnoxiously chewing gum and staring at me.

"I hope you know..." Ariana starts, her gaze falling to me. "I'm only doing this because Mr. Banner is making me. Don't run around school telling everyone we're 'buddies' or whatever."

I frown, Jessica laughs. "Baby nobody uses the word 'Buddy.'"

"She knows what i mean!" Ariana argues. "So are we just going to stand here...or...are we going to start?"

I nod. "Yeah, yeah. We can start. I get it, like totally. No friendship...just tutoring. Yeah cause like...We aren't friends. It's fine. Totally got that." I say laughing awkwardly.
Someone kill me. Please. Someone just kill me.

"God, She's fucking weird." Jessica says. She doesn't even whisper, bitch.

"Excuse me? This is my home. My domain. My forte. Insult me anywhere else, But not in my home." I say standing my ground. That actually felt really good. I'm a little proud of myself there-

Crash.

I fall right in to the first step of the stair case. My nose bleeding blood into my mouth. She punched me. Of course. I sit up right quickly and wipe my nose in my sleeve.

"You had that one coming!" Ariana says shaking her head.

"Plus, aren't you in foster care? Isn't this your foster home? Technically it's temporary. You don't actually live here!" Jessica adds walking around me.

I pout. Why can't i ever win with her?

Oh, right. I'm Alison. And Alison never wins.

"My room is the last one on the right. The second bed by the window is mine..." i mumble. "I'm gonna...ah...um...Clean up..." They disappear at the top of the stairs. I run to the bathroom.

So here i am now.

Sitting on the toilet. Holding my head back with a tissue stuck up my nose. Feeling like an idiot.

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