"Friendly debate huh?" Darren spoke up against Mr Dale, "Then why'd you put Cameron and Rose on separate teams?"
"I think it's better this way." Mr Dale nodded, "Am I right, Cameron?"
I nodded, waiting for the debate to begin. My team consisted of Alexis, Emily, and Felix. Rose's consisted of Terry, Chloe, and Darren. Blake wasn't feeling that well, so she had to go home early. I was quite upset about it but hey, what can we do?
"Okay, the question is..." Mr Dale stared at me, then at Rose, "Are second chances real?"
"I already know which side I'm on." I huffed, "Against that statement."
"For." Rose shrugged, "And if Cameron needs time to think, I'll go first."
Rose stood up and walked to where Mr Dale was standing, and cleared her throat, "Second chances are deserved because everyone makes mistakes, and nothing is unforgivable."
"On the contrary Roseanne, some mistakes are unforgivable." I shrugged, "If every supposed mistake was forgivable, there wouldn't be anyone in jail."
"You're right, Cameron, there wouldn't be anyone in jail." Darren shot back, "Every mistake is forgivable, but that doesn't mean that there aren't any consequences."
"Right, so you're saying that the death sentence isn't relevant and we should let a mass murderer free?" I asked him, and Rose pointed at me.
"Hey, that's a different debate question, okay?" She rolled her eyes, "Mr Dale, can I finish my speech before this hothead interrupts me?"
"I'm a hothead now? Neat."
"Go ahead, Roseanne." Mr Dale smiled at her, putting his papers down.
"Thank you." She did a little curtsey, "Now, as I was saying and as Darren also mentioned, no mistake is unforgivable, otherwise we wouldn't have Christians that believe in heaven and hell. I mean, in christian reli-"
"Roseanne, be objective, not subjective." Mr Dale reminded her, "You can't use religion as leverage."
"Right, sorry." She looked directly at me, "Cameron, you've made mistakes, am I correct?"
"So?"
"Were your mistakes forgiven?"
"That doesn't matter-"
"They were, weren't they?" She closed in on me, "Because if they weren't, you'd be out here feeling guil-"
"Sir so you'll allow her to use me as an example?" I stood up and walked up to her, "Why is she allowed to be subjective?"
"Cameron-"
"No cause that's not fair." I spoke up, "She is using a personal example, so why can't I use one too?"
"Cameron, for the sake of peace, please just let this debate be impassive." Alexis said, "We can't have another argument."
"No, let her speak, I want to know." Rose looked at me, "Why can't you take second chances? You've made mistakes that were forgiven and forgotten, and people have given you a lot of shit and you forgave them. So why don't you accept second chances?"
"Because sometimes the people asking for them might not deserve them." I whispered, "Or maybe because they hurt someone beyond measure, and they aren't ready to forgive yet."
"Cameron, I have a question for you." Emily muttered, "Mr Dale, I know I'm on the against side but may I just ask her this question?"
"Sure."
"If the one person that you trusted the most did something so unforgivable, what the fuck would you do? Forgive them and give them a second chance, or let it go and hold the grudge?"
I stared at Emily, then looked at Roseanne, who shrugged, "Your question, not mine."
I felt put on the spot by Emily, my own teammate. So I took one good look at her, then looked at Alexis, who was waiting for an answer. Taking a deep breath, I gave them the answer nobody wanted.
"I don't know."
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After the horrendous debate that took place, the rest of us kept on talking for the remainder of the time. Alexis was talking to Chloe and Emily while Rose and I were still discussing the whole forgiveness thing.
"You're a Christian, you should know better, Cameron." She shrugged, "Forgiving is supposed to be a part of you."
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes, "Wanna go to the toilet? I need some company."
"Need company to go and poop? Alright." I punched her shoulder, "Kidding."
After I alerted Alexis on where I was going, Rose walked out the door with me. We walked slowly because there was no rush, and I wanted to get away from the rest to talk to Rose.
"I know why you wanted me to come with you." She chuckled, "You wanted to talk, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I wanted to sound out on how I feel about you and Terrance dating." I took a deep breath while she stopped walking and faced me, "As long as you make Terry happy, do as you wish."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, I'll allow you to be happy, in my defense, it's none of my business." I shrugged, "But then again, you hurt Terry, I'll personally come and smack the shit out of you."
"Don't worry, Cameron. He's in good hands." She pat my back, "And he's also in good pus-"
"Okay, too much information." We laughed together, before I stopped walking, "Hey, can we stop by my locker? I want to get my hand cream."
"Bet." We walked together to the lockers.
We made small conversation and as we turned the corner, we stopped. There was someone by my locker, slipping in notes quietly.
Rose and I approached slowly, and got closer to them. My short eyesight wasn't doing me any good, so I needed to get a closer look. We walked slowly, and when Rose banged a locker in anger, the person looked up in fear.
"What the fuck?" Rose walked closer to Blake, "Are these...are these notes?"
Blake dropped the rest of the notes on the floor while I backed up slowly, my mouth agape. She looked at me, then Roseanne.
"Cameron, I can explain-"
"I hope this might be the last straw to make you kill yourself, Anonymous." Roseanne read out, "Huh."
My vision became a little blurry as the tears welled up in the corner of my eyes and spilling into the middle. She took a step closer, and I took a few back.
"No..." I whispered, "No..."
"Cameron, please let me exp-"
Rose shoved Blake up the lockers as Blake tried clawing at her face. Rose then threw her to the ground and got on top of her as she screamed at the top of her lungs. I stood there, motionless as people began to crowd the area.
Mr Dale and another teacher separated them while I stood and watched. Blake had a bloody nose and tried to get back at Rose, but Roseanne was too busy opening my locker. In front of everyone, the locker opened, and out came the letters. So many letters fell to the ground, and Roseanne pointed at Blake.
"She's the fucking vandal!" Everyone was silent as Rose tore from Mr Dale's grip, "She did the fucking deeds!"
"Roseanne, please-"
"No, you can't let me take the fall for this!" Mr Dale led Blake and Roseanne away, and she gave me one last glance before leaving.
I stood in the middle of the hallway, still motionless. I rotated, watching the eyes on me. In the midst, I met Alexis's eyes, and she was clutching onto Terry's arm. My breathing quickened, and a stray tear escaped my left eye.
I turned my back on her and walked away, moving to go to the classroom to get my bag. Alexis and Terry followed me, and she stood in my way before I pushed her, watching her face turn from sadness to shock.
"Don't touch me." I snapped, and walked past her.
"Cameron! Please!" I kept on walking to the exit, ignoring the teachers calls and the chatter of other people. I wanted to go home, that's all I wanted to do.