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51. It is mine.

TASHA

After spending two solid, boring, heart wrenching hours in the library, I finally make it back to class. Anger sizzles hot and raw in the blood flowing through my veins as I storm through the class door, darting straight towards Diane's desk, not giving a fuck that she is happily chatting with her viper friends Claire and Samantha, the two bitches sitting beside her.

No teacher is in class because we are having a free period right now. God fucking help me because I am about to rip Diane's tongue off if she is the one who fucking took my textbook and made me miss class.

"Where the fuck is my geography textbook Diane!?" I snap, banging my palm on her desk and bringing their nasty giggles to a halt. She flinches back, staring at me like she is seeing a ghost. I glare at her, a silent warning to her not to even think of messing with me.

The entire class falls into a dead silence. Everyone's attention darts to us.

"I. . . .I do not know what you are talking about Tasha." She stutter
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