𝟒 ⋆ 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘?

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She moved me into the nurse's office and I felt numb, the boys my father tortured were coming back and fewer said coming for me first

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She moved me into the nurse's office and I felt numb, the boys my father tortured were coming back and fewer said coming for me first.

I sat down on a bed as my teacher spoke up

"She looks very sick could you check her for a fever" the teacher said

I look at her with a disapproving look as I go back to the thought of tomorrow

"I feel okay" I say

"You don't look OHkay" the nurse said with a little funny attitude making me chuckle

She checks my temperature and it was very well normal 

"You don't have a fever" she says

Well no fucking shit I just told you im OHkay

I think as I give her a glare but crack up after, the nurse is like the only decent adult in this school

"She drama" the nurse says with a funny attitude

"I knowww" I say back dragging out the w as a tired whine

We both look at eachother in dead silence before bursting into laughter

"You know, you're the only funny adult here" I tell her my eyes looking out the window shifting my eyes back to her

"Why thank you, call me Emma" the girl says

"Im jasmine" I say back giving her a smile as the bell rings

DING DING...

"Lunch!" i let out earning a peal of laughter from Emma

"You can go to lunch jasmine" she says walking over to her desk again

"Thank you!" i say as i climb down the table running out the door

I run down the hallway to the classroom walking in to grab my stuff and heading straight out to the cafeteria to find my friends as i spot some waving arms in the air

It was jenny.

She was waving her hands very consistently over her head to get my attention which worked ofc, i ran over to see everyone sitting around the table

"Hey girls" i say with a funny smirk as i sit down with them

"We saw a teacher take you out of the classroom after you just entered what did you do?" Donna asks giving a funny smirk back

"I was. and still am shocked about the boys arriving tomorrow so my face had drained it color and my teacher thought i was fucking sick so she dragged me to the nurse's office!" i say

"What the fuck" Jenny says laughing 

"I know!" i say kinda irritated

"what was her name again?" Melody asks

"I don't know and i don't care to be totally honest, she's a bad teacher from the start" i say rolling my eyes to myself as i move in my seat to be comfortable "Well! anyways my birthday is tomorrow and hAhA i don't have family" i say as a joke

"I'm coming don't worry and is that still your only way to cope with that still" Donna asks with a weird look

"Yeah is it" i say with a PFT noise after "anyone else?"

"Yeah sure!" Jenny says

"Im down" Melody adds

"Cool so uhmm we don't have any classes together the rest of this boring day so see you tomorrow?" i ask looking at each girl

"Yeah bye!" They all say as i stand up grabbing my bag and walking out

I forgot to eat.. oh well I'm not hungry

I think to myself as i walk to class

- Time skip to the next day -

I woke up dreading this day but at the same time excited? ofc not because of the boy's arrival but because it's my birthday!!...

I woke up dreading this day but at the same time excited? ofc not because of the boy's arrival but because it's my birthday!!

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