forty-seven

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It was Monday and I was back at school (or Hell. Hell seems more fitting. Or the Underworld, or perhaps the Upside Down. Whatever you believe.) I float through the halls, Olivia on my mind.

Then I get shoved to the floor. "Hey!-" I cut off as I see Sarah, red eyed, staring at me. 

"What the fuck? You left me."

I sigh. "Sarah..."

She starts bawling. "I was distraught. I don't know why I smoked it. When I finally came back into the gym, he was dancing with a girl. Actually, more like grinding. He never cared about me. I thought you did."

I shake my head. "Do you-"

"No. My turn to talk. How could you possibly-"

"Shut up!" I scream. She opens and closes her mouth multiple times before nodding. "Do you honestly not remember the things you said? You were horrible! You were acting like a major bitch. I wouldn't be surprised if Olivia never talked to you again. Except, Olivia is a way better person than you."

She scrunches up her eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

I roll my eyes. 

I look at her again. Her blue eyes are lost. She really didn't know. I scoff and tell her what happened.

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