Chapter 11: French slapping

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                    She stepped out from the bus, and headed straight for her locker. While Brook followed in pursuit. Raina grabbed her text books and turned towards Brooklyn. "I want you to spread some nasty rumors about Rumor, got it? Like for example.. Did you know that she was the one that dared Whittney to kiss Jonathan? Something like that." she demanded. Brook just stood there for a moment, then nodded and ran off. Raina smiled evily while walking in the direction of her first class, french.

                   Once she made it to her french, she stepped inside the room, only to see her boyfriend flirting with another girl. Something in Raina broke, and it wasn't her heart. She walked up to them and scowled at the red head. Meanwhile the girl Raina recognised as Julie ran off in fear. She slapped her boyfriend. "You know what, Jonathan? You are going to regret playing me, you man whore." Raina threatened. He groaned in pain, rubbing his cheek. "So what? I was sick of you acting like a slut around other guys! Oh, and Whittney really knows how to kiss. Unlike you." Jonathan sneered, walking off to his seat. She sighed, and took her seat, waiting for class to start.

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