HANNAH
As we watched, the cheerleaders helped her to her feet. They tried to calm her down but it was no use. She was dramatic on a normal day, talk more of when someone messed with her beauty routine. That someone being me.
"Oh s**t," one girl exclaimed, staring in horrified fascination at Julia.
Oh s**t was right because Julia looked like s**t. Her skin was reddened. It looked burnt. Her hair- her pride and joy- was now bleached white. It kept falling off whenever she touched it, exposing more of her pink scalp. Whenever her hair fell out, Julia's eyes would bulge out the more and she would give off one of those piercing shrieks. She looked demented and she was certainly acting it. It was all the girls could do to hold her. She kept twisting, squirming, looking like she wanted to hurl
