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Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine
This morning I woke up to find my house sort of, completely empty. My mom and dad made plans to leave for work early last night, and Blake had to head to school early to study for a test. I went downstairs and made breakfast for myself and then headed back up stairs to shower and get ready for school. The whole twenty minutes I was in the shower I kept thinking about what I did to Claudia and if it would affect her reputation at school. "You should have told the coach first," my instinct said, nudging me. Which was probably true I should have told coach first. But I was too independent and eager to even want to. Once I was ready for school I grabbed my lunch out of the fridge and headed out the door.

When I finally reached school it was to find Bailey and Colten in the corner kissing as usual. I slowly walked away and headed to my locker. I opened it, put my stuff in, locked it and headed to the library. I placed myself in a corner booth and read a couple of books that were placed on the shelves behind me. Instagram on my phone buzzed like crazy. Everyone obviously heard about the situation with Claudia, and my feed was going bonkers. Did I really do the right thing?, or was I just plotting revenge. The answer seemed like it would never come to me. To be honest I am glad Claudia's gone it was the best decision and outcome for everyone.

This morning continued as usual, and I forgot about Claudia for awhile. We were gearing up for grade 9 grad, as that took months to plan. The admin have been saying for days that it's going to be the best grade 9 grad yet. "Let's hope they are right," I thought bitterly.  My morning classes finished and lunch was like a light at the end of a tunnel. I entered the cafeteria about two minutes after the bell went, and I decided to grab a sandwich to go with the snacks I packed last night. I ate in a corner booth for about twenty minutes until I heard a voice booming from outside the door.

I groaned mournfully, it was Bailey and the red on her face made her look like a ripe Roma tomato. Was she going to spite me?, I wouldn't be surprised if that was the plan although she should have done it earlier. She came over to me and I saw that she had a picture of us that she must have printed out beforehand. With shaking hands and a ragged face, she ripped it in half and then threw water and the pieces of paper in my face. Was this the real Bailey that I never knew about?.
" Now you know what it feels like to only have yourself!!" she bellowed.
"Bitch", I thought annoyed . I walked off and out of the cafeteria solemnly. How could she stoop so low?. I mean it wasn't like I did anything to deserve this.

Deciding to focus on myself, I forgot Bailey even existed in the last few hours of the school day. And to be honest it felt great. Heading home I smiled. Maybe throwing out all negativity was a good thing and not a bad thing after all. The fact that she's no longer in my contacts makes ignoring her eaiser.

After last night I could feel a headache coming on. Probably due to all the stress from Bailey who knows. I got up and started to get ready for the day. When I reached school an hour and a half later, it was to find that Penelope standing at the front doors is waiting to greet me. I walked up to the doors and greeted her, her cold hands shaking my warm ones. We walked in together and she asked me to show her my locker. Once I did that we headed to the library. Penelope said she needed to find some basketball books. Penelope has really only been playing basketball for about 2 years but she loves it nevertheless. I'm just hoping nobody teases her about her name. Although Penelope is kind of a lost name so maybe she won't. The one downfall she had was that she was shy. You wouldn't really get that if you watched her play basketball. But nevertheless she is. I've always liked Penlope, she's the kind of girl who finds the weaknesses in her strengths and the strengths in her weaknesses.
Today was going to be her first day, and I already could smell disaster from a mile away. I decided to be her confidant, and to make sure she focused on the game and not everyone else's whispers about her. No one really had the common decency to talk to her, or interact. Practice went by smoothly despite everyone snickering at Penelope.