Chapter 12

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Grace's pov:

I was sleeping when the bell rang and finally the time of detention came. But it's not the first time so I don't care and kept sleeping. That annoying teacher Mrs. S-- ugh whatever came and said "Take out your English text book and write the summary of chapter 4 in your own words."

Joshua nudged me in shoulder. I raise my head and glare at him.

"What?" I snapped.

"Can't you see Mrs. Smith is here." he retorted back.

"So what?" I said with a nonchalant expression.

Do I care?

"Ms. Grace Anderson I'm done with your tardiness and inappropriate behaviour I want to talk to your parents." the annoying teacher yelled from where she is sitting.

What will she talk to my parents?

They don't even care.

How dare she mention that bastards.

"They can't come." I replied shortly keeping my calm.

But not for a long time.

"Why not? Are they ashamed of their daughter's deeds and behaviour?" She asked tauntingly.

They are ashamed of me you old hag.

I stared at her not in the mood of replying anymore.

After few minutes of staying silent I stood up from my place and started walking out of the classroom without saying anything.

It's better for her.

I'm in so rage why did she mentioned them.

They can't do anything to me.

Even if they do I don't care.

I want to take my anger out very bad but I don't want to show anyone my emotions so I ran to the backside of the school and started punching the wall nonstop.

How dare she mention those bastards.

Was she trying to scare me?

She wants to do my complain to them.

They are no one to me.

They don't care even if I fail again and again.

As I was punching the wall someone put their hand on the wall before I can again shot my fist to punch the wall. My fist collided on their palm with full force. I back off from my place who has this much audacity.

I turned my gaze and saw that Joshua Williams again. Not again, why he keep following me and keep interrupting me. This angered me more.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled at him.

"Same question goes to you." he asked back.

How dare he?

Like I will give answers to him now.

"DO NOT QUESTION ME BACK." I yelled again.

"Why are you being so angry? What happened?" he asked me.

What happened?

You happened.

But I will not give him the satisfaction by telling him that.

"WHY WOULD I TELL YOU WHO ARE YOU?" I shouted.

"Why are you yelling at me? What did I even do?" he asked me.

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