I slump on my seat for the first afternoon class tired, burying my head in my arms. I didn't even realize Hanna standing in front of my desk until she spoke.
"Why were you absent this morning?" She ask. I diddn't bother to lift my head under my arms. "Hey! Are you listening to me?" She taps the desk.
I groan from her gesture. "Not now Hanna." I said. "I've already had an earful from my dad. I don't need more from you."
"What's wrong with you today? You look like you're hangover." In could just her with a raised brow with arms crossed over her chest. I glance up to her and confirmed my imagination.
"Because I am." I buried my head again.
"You are?" She must have looked so schock. "Like not just 2 bottles hangover."
"I had a couple more, I guess." I groan yet another time as my head started pounding that I think it'll explode. "Too much! Too much!" I felt my stomach turning upside down and I know I'll vomit soon. I stood up and rush to the trash bin at the end of the classroom.
"That's gross!" Hanna comments as I threw up everything until I was feeling a bit better. "You should go to the clinic."
"I can't." I shook my head. "They'll probably figure out that I have a hangover."
"Like wouldn't anyone notice because of what you did." She pointed out at the trash bin.
"I'm pregnant!" I blurted out to the whole class.
"What?!" Hanna grabbing my wrist to stop me. "You've gone completely insane."
"But they won't think I'm hangover." I shrug my shoulder as I went back to my seat. Some of the students in the class begins to murmurs with each other.
"Yeah, but telling everyone you're pregnant doesn't make it anything better." Hanna said frustrated as she pulled her hair looking at me.
"Whatever." I said dropping my head back under my arms.
"What's wrong with her?" Dean ask probably looking at me curiously.
"She's just being an idiot." Hanna answers. "Do me a favor and put the trash bin out of the classroom. I don't want the room smelling like vomit." I didn't bother to listen to their conversation after that. I had a my head killing me to pay attention too.
***
I was on my way to the exit, I wanted to end the day as soon as I can without seeing Liam or Astrid. But just I was leaving the building, I came across Astrid and I couldn't help my groan at my misfortune.
"Hi there!" She greeted with too much enthusiasm like she did nothing wrong. I wanted to just avoid the situation because I was not feeling great and walk pass her. "You look like you've just got dump." That words pierce straight to my heart that I had to stop my pace. "Right, you did." She giggles.
"What did you just say?" I snap my head towards her angrily.
"That you got dump." She gives me an evil smirk. I ball my fist and was trying to think of ways to kill her with that will make her beg me to stop. "You look like shit! I didn't know you'll take it that far."
I charge towards her and push her to the wall making sure that she'll feel pain for it. I heard her groan in the impact and it makes me so satisfied. "I should have known that you're a goody two shoes bitch! Don't you know how much my fist is itching to punch you in the face?"
"Why don't you try?" She said taunting. I know she'll just trying to get to me, but I wouldn't want to give her that satisfaction yet. I let her go and took a step back. "Right, because you can't." She thinks that she won this time.
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She Will Be Loved
Teen FictionEllie is a free-spirited girl that lives her life like every day is her last. She loves sports and theater arts. When the school's Mr. Perfect got into a fight and was reprimanded to join the theater club in exchange for suspension, she became curio...