Time out

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The bell rung loudly, but it was still a faint sound against my loud music. Everyone stood up and grabbed their backpacks, shuffled quickly across the classroom and exited as fast as they could. I just sat there. Too Absorbed in the lyrics to care what was going on on the real world. The teacher walked over to me again and pulled my chin up. I ripped out my headphones, determined to listen. "Look here missy, you better get down to detention now or there is going to be big trouble." He slapped me across my face and left me trembling with fear in the classroom. Why did he instantly hate me. It was slightly obvious that no-one wanted to be my friend, so i picked up my things and headed towards the time out room.

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