Chapter Eight: Dirty Looks

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I went to school and either everyone thought it was St.Patricks day, or everyone of Miguel's friends heard what happened. It wasn't either. WE were Miguel's friends. And it wasn't pinching, it was tripping. What happened? Everyone just decided to turn on me?

"ADRIANNA."

"NUUUU."

"ADRIANNA! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes. Really? It was just a dream? Then how exactly did I feel pain everywhere from getting tripped? And why was my face wet from crying?

"Adrianna. Im sorry. Im just so disappointed that you didn't tell me." She sat something on my night stand. I looked over. Oh. I thought. It's just breakfast. "I know your upset so I'll let you stay home from activities camp today."
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"Uh Adrianna?"

"Ya Carly?"

"Are you not seeing this?"

"Seeing what?"

I looked around. Everyone was looking at me funny. "I hope I'm just seeing it. Not living it."

Carly was the only one hanging out with me today. Every one else was fake friending PARKER so they could figure out everything.

"Listen, Adrianna, I know your upset and might be even more upset when I tell you this, but I didn't like Miguel. At ALL."

"Of course I'm not upset. After what he did to you? Honestly, I am really sad but most of the time, I wanna punch him in the stomach."

"Ya well thanks for not telling anyone what happened. I can trust you. I know I can."
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Everyone was running towards us. "PARKER isn't here today. But im pretty sure he told everyone what happened yesterday when we weren't here." Daisy said.

"I think they figured that out! No body will get 3 feet away from us." Johnathan remarked.

"Guys who cares? We got each other and when they split like the Red Sea we can just act like it's because we're superstars."Davette said.

Everyone laughed and we started playing wall ball. I was the first out because of a stupid challenge like 50ft away from the wall. "Oooohhhhhh." Everyone yelled when I got out. I smirked and pushed Coen on the ground since he was closest to me. "Oooohhhhhh!" Everyone said again. Then we all laughed. It turned out to be a pretty good day after all.

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