Chapter 8

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“My rules are simple, no looking around, no whispering, no hand signals, nothing. Just write the quiz and if you fail, well...” Mr Carter says before we start our quiz.

“How long do we have?” Some girl asks.

“50 Minutes,” He answers. “And it begins now.”

This should be easy enough. I think to myself as I start writing my name.

All I hear is breaths of relief as the bell rings for lunch at the end of the lesson.

“Leave your papers in a pile there,” Mr Carter says as he points to a desk.

“Hey, what do you have next?” Tyler asks as we walk out.

“After lunch I have AP Math with To…” I begin.

“Ms Miller, can I talk to you for a minute,” Mr Carter says.

“Um sure, later Ty,”

“Are we still on for the swimming lesson today,” He asks after everyone leaves.

“Sure,” I reply.

“Good, you are free to leave now” He says

“Okay,” I say as I walk out.

“Hey, I thought you would be here,” Tori says.

“Yeah, where are the others?” I ask.

“Lunch Detention,” She says as she laughs.

I join her.

“What did they do this time?” I ask

“I’m not sure hey, they will explain later I’m sure,” she says, still laughing.

“Okay, let’s go and eat please,” I say.

“Okay,” She says.

We walk into the cafeteria in total silence.

“Hey, I’m sorry about my behaviour the other day, it was totally wrong and immature of me,” Tori says as we sit down at a random table.

“It’s okay, but please tell me what the heck is going on between you two lovers,” I request.

“Nothing,” She says.

Silence

“Whatever you do, don’t tell Tori to turn around,” I say to myself.

“What?” Tori asks.

“Shit, did I say that aloud,” I think to myself again.

“Yes, you did, why shouldn’t I turn arou-” she says, as she sees exactly what I was supposed to be mentally thinking about.

“Tori…” I say as her face turns violet red.

Tori’s POV

“Bitch,” I hiss under my breath as I make my way over there.

“Whatever you do, don’t make a scene,” Skye slightly screams after me.

“Excuse me,” I what I say before I pull her to the floor by her hair and repeatedly punch her face.

“Tori!” I hear someone say, but it’s not clear because I'm so furious my listening skills are gone.

“You-stupid-bitch, how-fucking dare you!” I says in between simultaneous punches.

Suddenly I feel very muscular arms around me.

“Leave me alone!”

“Tori, stop!” Tyler says.

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