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"Do you know where I can find a table that doesn't have a nasty skank sitting at it?" Jessie smirks at me, while her friends snicker behind her.
I sigh, "Wherever you're sitting, there will always be a nasty skank. Unfortunately, you can't avoid it."
Jessie looks shocked, but it quickly changes to disgust. She puts on her most vicious smile, before putting herself in my face, "Get up or we will make you, and I promise, you don't want to see me angry."
I weighed my options, fight Jessie for a pointless spot at the cafeteria table, or get up and find somewhere else to sit. I chose the former.
I started gathering my tray to leave, careful not to look in her direction. As I am walking away from her, she grabs my hair and pulls me backwards so her mouth is next to my ear.
"You're dead later, skank." she lets me go, all of her friends pushing me to sit at the now empty table.
I discard of my tray and make my way to the library. No way in hell am I going to stay in there any longer.
Rosaline started out as a very happy child. Born into a happy family, loved beyond measure, and gifted with new toys whenever she wanted. It was perfect. That is until she was old enough to understand how unstable her home life really was. Her parents fighting, drinking, and now a new weird smell keeps wafting from her parent's bedroom. She has to try and navigate the dangers at home, while also dealing with school bullies. Will she be able to overcome her seemingly never-ending obstacles, or will she succumb to the pain of her existence?