More Than This -One Direction Fanfiction

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~Katie's POV~

I walked out of the bathroom and into the lunchroom, where I knew Hannah would be. I walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. She turned smiling, then frowned when she saw me. "What do you wa-" I cut her off by punching her in the jaw. You could see the shock in her eyes. she grabbed her jaw and then the look in her eyes turned into anger "What the hell you slut!" she said. I just replied back with "Um no, have you seen the way you dress? You're obviously the slut." All she did was sit there with her eyes wide, not used to being the one embarrassed. "Oh and don't EVER say anything about what happened between me and Niall unless you know what happened. And I know you don't because I don't even know what happened." I continued. I wasn't afraid of her, and I wasn't afraid of getting in trouble. I go to a really shitty school, and they'll probably just give me detention for two or three days. "So have fun in hell bitch." and with that I walked out of the lunchroom.  I walked to my locker, since class was about to start, and got my stuff. I walked into 5th period and sat down in my seat. A bunch of kids came up to me and congratulated me for standing up to Hannah. Funny thing was they have ALL bullied me too at some point. I actually told them that too, and they just kinda awkwardly returned to their seats.

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After school ended, I went and got my stuff from my locker. Luckily all I had to take home was my  purse since we didn't have any homework. This time there was another note. I picked it up as it fell to the ground thinking that Hannah really hasn't learned her lesson.. But when I opened it, it was someone else's handwriting, and it said something I didn't expect. "I'm so sorry...For everything" 

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Who do you think wrote the note?? Comment below! I hope you guys liked it, and I'm sorry it's so short, I'm just not good at writing for long periods of time, or I start saying random things  that don't make sense at all.