- Georgia Monroe -
"How long till the end of this period?" Camille had been wearing me down with this one stupid question, that I was so close to ripping her head off.
"Just be quiet and finish your work" I had finished the worksheets that we had been given, and Camille was just coping down my working, but making it slightly different.
Math's was our last lesson on a Monday, which wasn't too bad.
It could have been better.
"Done" Camille said, handing me back my workbook.
I then got up from seat and walked over to the teacher's desk.
"I have completed all the work Mrs." I handed her my math's book.
"thank you, Georgia, you are allowed to leave" the teacher politely handed me back my workbook and I left the classroom.
I watched Camille get up and hand in her workbook.
I had most of my classes with Camille and the rest of our group.
Just not Math's, English, or Science with the others.
I had Camille for Math's and Science, but I was on my own for English.
Apparently, I was in extension or something for it, but I guess I'll find out.
"Ok, where to next?" Camille asked me.
"Well, I have to go to my locker and then meet my brother's" I explained as we started walking to my locker.
My locker was in between Camille and Harriet, which was definitely not a coincidence.
Definitely.
"So, how are you going with everything?" Camille asked as we stood side by side to open our lockers.
"It's definitely a big change. But I suppose I'm getting used to having such a big family. My cousins living at home now is definitely something new though, as well as all the elegance" I explained as I packed away my stuff into my bag.
"That's good" Camille then slammed her locker.
"Hey" Harriet said, turning up on my left.
"Hey, how was your math class?" I asked her, ignoring Camille's sudden outburst of anger at her locker.
"Good. My teacher gave us homework on the first day back" Harriet groaned.
"Same here" I said, shutting my locker, which Harriet followed suit with.
As soon as I had closed my locker, Camille basically pounced on Harriet, to explain her day to her.
Then the bell rang.
"Bye guys" I said, as the other two continued to bicker at eachother.
I walked out to the car park, where my brothers had entered earlier in the day.
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There is Always a Price to Pay | ✔
Teen FictionGeorgia Alice Monroe. A young girl who has lived a life of only pain. Always paying the price so others around her don't have to. No one knows her deep enough to find out the truth about her missing childhood. No one sees through her lies. Wha...