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😉😮BRIDE OF THE SEVEN gods😮😉

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Another session at school I've always hated school since I was young. Not because I was bullied. I really hate not being able to show my true self. Always pretending to be a shy and timid girl. Not that I choose to be but my mom told me to do so. Just to stay out of trouble but it never worked anyway. In fact, it got worse. A ball hit my head.

"Awww". I gave a low cry.

"You should watch where you're heading to". One boy shouted and took the ball.

"Really? It's you who should watch where you're aiming at". I mumbled.

"What did you say"? He asked.

"Nothing. I'll watch out next time". I left. I've always been the brave and charming girl but that's just my inner self.

"Belia". Ivy came out of nowhere and took my hand. "You came. I thought you wouldn't". Out of everyone, only Ivy understands me best.

"And here I'm. Let's go of me".

"Are you in a bad mood? What happened to your head"?

"It's nothing". We entered the class and took our seat.

"So good to be in our final year". She smiled.
"Everyone's talking about college. So where do you plan on going"? Ivy asked.

"Farming". I brought out my books.

"Farming? Come on, cut the jokes. Tell me exactly where you're going".

"Do I've to tell you everything"?

"I guess you're in a bad mood". The teacher entered and everyone scurried back to their seat but her gaze was fixed on the big writing on the board. It says 'GO TO HELL TEACHER'. The boys must have written it for they love to cause trouble.

"Who wrote this"? The teacher asked but no one dare to answer. "I'll ask once again. Who wrote this"? We were all silent. "Wow! What a good cooperation but you know what, you're all failing this class".

"What? No way". We all murmured.

"Then you just have to pick out the culprit. I'm sure one of you did it". She looked at us all. "So who's it"? We were all silent until a voice shouted.

"It's Belia".

"What"! I exclaimed. It was no one than Alison. That girl's a crap. She'd always hated me and I don't even know why. Well, I never liked her to begin with. "Look Alison, this isn't the time to joke. I didn't write it".

"It's her". She pointed at me. "I saw her writing it".

"That's a lie. I didn't".

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