Chapter twenty/Tell us!

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Billy: Aghh I don't want to be here

Ana: Do you think I do? I could be asleep

Morgan: It's very cold here, Jonathan give me your jacket

Jonathan/Snuffy: Why I should do that?

Ana: Don't you want to have a girlfriend dumbass?

Ricardo: What a gentleman!

Jonathan/Snuffy: Oh sorry!, how stressed are everyone today, have my jacket

Morgan: Thanks for being so kind

Joey: Hey Ana, did you tell anyone else at school that you have a boyfriend?

Ana: Just you, why

Joey: Literally all the boys from other classes asked me the same thing when I went to the bathroom

Ana: I think when Morgan and I were in the hall, Chase heard us

Hank: Chase looked for trouble

Nick: Ana you broke the heart of all the boys in the school!

Billy: Shut up asshole!

Ana: Who told you that Nick?

Nick: Chase, it's the gossip of the moment, and there's never gossip here

Billy: That son of a bitch, he will see that nobody messes with my sister

Morgan: We're still in class, remember

Billy: Right, when class ends

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Chase: Hey Ana, why do you destroy everyone's hearts?

(Billy punches Chase in the face)

Ana: Shit, Billy what are you doing!

(Chase and Billy start fighting and everyone come closer to see)

Nick: What's wrong with you Tepper!

Ana: Billy stop!

Joey: Dude stop now

Mrs.Robert: That's enough Mrs.Tepper and Mrs. Hudson, go now to my office!

Ricardo: I help you Billy

Nick: I take you there Chase

Ana: Billy, your mouth is bleeding

Billy: I'm fine, Chase is more beaten than me and his nose is broken

Jonathan/Snuffy: You already learned your lesson Chase HAHA

Chase: Shut up asshole

Ana: What's wrong with you Chase! why did you say all that

Chase: Because surely your boyfriend's life is perfect since he is with you

Ana: And what do you care about that, everyone always blames me for everything

Chase: Well, forgive me princess

Joey: Don't call her princess, you idiot

Ana: Ugh, I'm sick of you all 

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