It was Damon.
Yup time to get beat.
"Don't forget the project. And I think you should go."
Of course its time to get beat.
She walks into the bathroom.
No point of running. It will make things worse.
"Your here."
Duh. I don't want extra beatings.
"We can always lower your beating amounts. Just tell me what's under that mask."
Never! Never! Never!!
She starts to run.
An arm grabs her.
Not even out the door.
"Not so fast."
Ugh.
"I could make you popular."
No thanks.
"And make you prettier. You won't be a freak then. People would like you."
Nice but I'm not telling you.
"Just tell me your little secret."
No. Never.
"So you don't want to be popular? I can tell by you still not showing."
Duh. It would be nice to scream in her face you know. Wish I could.
"Beating time."
Wishes don't come true though.
She starts getting beat.
"I'll give you the rest of the week to think about it."
She gets out.
I think she wants me to be a goon for her. Doesn't she like destroy other people's hair and stuff?
She gets up and looks in the mirror.
Does she think... I'm pretty?
She stares in the mirror.
Nah I'm ugly. Why do people even be her goons? To be in her good side? Popularity?
She looks at the time.
Probably.
She walks out the bathroom.
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She glares at her peers.
"Isabelle."
He's probably disgusted to say my name.
"Ms. Ross would like to see you."
I haven't done anything bad.
She gets up.
Just about everyone was looking at Isabelle.
She could year some people.
What if she lied?
"What did the freak do?"
"Shes Ms. Ross' favorite."
She walks down to the principals office.
"Hello. You can sit down."
Oh god.
She sits down.
I'm her favorite it can't be anything bad.
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Sorry this chapter is short too but you got two chapters today so is that good?