Chapter 4:

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The girls bathroom. I hate public restrooms but any place is better then the biology room. Hopefully Mr. Chris won't send someone down here looking for me, but I'm sure he will eventually. I need to calm down. Breathe Alice. Worse things could've happened. Right? Even though I just embarrassed myself in front of my whole class and Lucas. The tears are slowing down. Rolling down my cheeks onto my shirt.
I wipe my eyes, and look into the mirror. You can tell I've been crying. But the damage isn't to bad, thankfully I don't wear makeup, so it's not all running down my face. Just a little red and puffy.

If I was any other girl though, it wouldn't have mattered. Most girls would have just laughed it off and got gracefully up off of the floor. That's not me though. I'm clumsy. A mess. And not in a good way.
All of those kids were laughing at me. Not with me.
I wasn't even laughing.

I guess Mr. Chris really doesn't care. He would have sent someone by now.
Oh well. I'm not going back in that classroom anyways.

I pull out my phone, 9:25 still 20 minutes left of class.

I pull my book out of my bag and start reading.
I hear giggling. Two girls. I can recognize their voices easily. It's not one other than Stefanie. The
"Queen Bee" "Miss Popular"
And with her is her follower Paige.

I pull my legs off of the ground and set them up on the toilet. It's very uncomfortable, at least I'm short.

She is talking about me. Of course.
She is telling Paige about me tripping in class.
They are in different classes but always meet during classes to gossip.

They are laughing. They won't quite laughing. I can imagine the smirks on there faces. They are calling me dumb, ugly, a loser.

It takes all of my strength not to start crying. I'm sensitive.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 01, 2014 ⏰

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