Chapter 4 ~Clumsy Claire~

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Chapter 4 ~Clumsy Claire~

I felt victorious, I watched as the person who had once been my best friend, swim in a pool of her own blood. As I watched her in pain, I had lost all empathy for her when she fucked my boyfriend behind my back.

Hearing the sound of her sob was interrupted by the stern voice..

"Harley Claire! detention after school!"

Stated the hideous Mr Stoweway in his morning wake.

"Mr Stoweway!" Rebecca yelped.

"Mr, Harley spray paint my locker with that horrid word, then when I went to confront her about it she physically abused me!"

Tears started to stream down her bloody cheek.

Mr Stoweway's expression widened as he placed his eyes upon the locker in which was MINE.

He cleared his throat, and fixed his hideous brown checkered tie, that was under the collar of his spotless white long sleeved shirt. He wedged his glasses closer to his eyes that rested on his nose.

Then he gazed at Rebecca who was still whimpering on the floor, her hands still holding her hopefully broken bloody nose.

I couldn't help but smirk, Anna and Stacey help her off the concrete floor, but they do not look comfortable around the sight of blood.

Mr Stoweway fixates his glare of disappointment right into my eyes.

"You think this is funny Harley? He questions.

"I don"t think it's funny.." I reply softly

"I think it's fucking hilarious!" I smirk and look over to Rebecca, who just played me like a fiddle.

His jaw almost dropped to the floor, his expression was insanely shocked.

"You just got yourself detention for 2 weeks!" He yelled loud enough that everyone could hear it, including that new kid. Crap.

"You are lucky that I am not expelling you for that behaviour Harley!" Mr Stoweway added.

"But because this is your last year of school, I would know the difficulty in trying to find a school that would accept you for just a couple of months." He sounded sincere. But that was just a lame excuse.

Mr Stoweway wouldn't expel me, he always had a thing for my mother. Ever since he found out that she was single.. Poor Mr Stoweway, bald, scrawny and arrogant wasn't on my mothers hot list.

"Now then" He points to Stacey and Anna.

"Take Rebecca to the school's infirmary"

"And you Ms Claire, no more fights! Now clean that disgusting word off that locker!"

I roll my eyes as I watch him, Anna, Stacey and Rebecca pace off in another direction, leaving me alone, or so I thought.

When I spun myself around I was swarmed by a crowd, a little shocked I jumped in my place. They were interested in the drama that just took place, I wasn't sure what to feel, a sense of pride because I just punched Rebecca Simmons "The popular cheerleader" or embarrassed because I just got 2 weeks detention.

But to my amazement nothing happened, for the first time I wasn't being laughed at, they weren't doing or saying anything. They looked astound. But my 10 minutes of fame was corrupted by the bell for class, then everyone scattered away.

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The day was long but I only had 2 more periods to survive.

My favourite. "Physical Education." F my life.

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