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The suns rays gleam into my room through the open balcony, summoning me wake, I look down and see that I'm in my underwear, and curse at the events that happened, just a few hours ago, how fucking dare he. I fucking hate Calvin Kinglsey.
arsehole, dickhead, fucking nonce...
I get up and shower, feeling weirdly more rested.
'Hey dear,' Anna smiles as I walk into the kitchen.
'Hey Anna, I say sitting down at the table to eat my breakfast.
'Are you okay dear, you seem...different, is school treating you okay?'
'Yeah, just...different, not like the people I'm used to,'
She smiled 'Rich people eh?' and we both fall into a fit of laughter.
I then go to school, Calvin torments me alongside the majority of school, even some teachers have started giving me dirty looks, but they don't mean shit to me, Charlotte stays out of my way, my new friends console me and we still have fun despite being basically the outcasts of Heartslands High. This continues the day after, and the day after that, and with that, a couple weeks pass.
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After tumbling my way into school, I decided that despite the dirty looks I was being so kindly welcomed with, today was going to be a good day, and after repeating that a few times I walked in to Art, another positive thing to add to my list of positives:
1) I'm rich, yes I don't want to admit it but i'm actually fucking rich!
2)Art is the best.
3)I have good friends.
4) Anna.
5) I can maybe get away with killing Calvin Kingsley.
Okay... Skip number 5, I think walking to my easel, but as soon as I reach it, my smile is yanked down into a frown, I see that my beautiful art piece has been destroyed, white paint smeared across the canvas and a tear in the middle of it.
My heart sinks, a bandaid cannot fix this, I stare and stare at it.
'Wow what happened?' One of Charlottes minions snigger.
In an angry fury, I get up and storm out of the classroom, not waiting to be berated by the teacher, I sit by the locker and wait for the bell to ring...
Stomping to where Charlotte, her minions and the Elite are walking, and grab Charlotte by the shoulder,
'What the fuck did you do to my painting you whore?'
'What are you talking about?' A fake smile plastered on her face.
'This you stupid bitch?!' I pull out my ruined painting.
