She's not the same

Chapter 10

Two words. Biology class. Mr. McGerald wasn't in class when I walked in, but Terry was. I walked straight to my seat and sat my stuff down and just stood behind my chair for a minute. Before I could sit down Terry walks over to my desk and says "I heard you became a stripper, is that true? Oh wait! We all already know your a slut!" And she walks around the desk, reaches up and shoves me by both of my shoulders. I ball my hand into a fist reach up and swing, hitting her right in the nose. She reaches up to her nose and wipes away blood I see running down her face.  She lunges at me and I jump to the right just in time for her to not hit me, and he runs right into the wall. I turn around and grab her by the back o her shirt and her hair and throw her into a table and she rolls off of it moaning in pain. She stands up and flings a chair at me but her aim is so off that it hits the wall behind me at least three feet away from my head. I walk over to where she's standing and she tries to kick me but I grab her foot and flip her backwards, her head hitting the floor. I walk over by her head and put my foot on her and say "Listen, bitch, I've had enough of your bullshit. Leave me the fuck alone. Got it?" "Never." She hisses and flips me on my butt. I quickly get up before she can and pick her up and slam her into a lab table. She grabs her side that hit the table and says "Okay! I'll leave you alone." So I walk away and sit in my seat. When I sat down I looked up and seen Mr. McGerald standing there just staring and me and I whisper "Aw. Fuck." "Go to the office right now ladies!" He screams at us. I grab my stuff and walk out and head to the office.

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I ended up getting 8 days suspension and she got three because she claimed it was "self-defense" but everyone knows she started it. So as I was sitting at home watching T. V. I get a text from Juliet saying "It's over #Sorrynotsorry." "That God damn bitch!" I scream. I chuck my phone on my bed and it bounces on the floor. I pick it up and text her back saying "Fuck. You." I go to my dad's room and take a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and walk back to my room and slam a window open. All I can think about is taking one hit after another of my cigarette and blowing the smoke out the window. "Why does all this shit happen to me?" I say out loud to myself. I take my last hit and put it out on my windowsill and flick the cigarette butt out my window. Then I just laid down and passed out.