Chapter 6
Sam went to school the next day and found her fellow students even more wary of her. There were many whispers behind her back and stares as she walked past. The other students weren’t sure what to think of her. The violence they witnessed yesterday was something very few had seen and certainly none of them had ever seen a girl take a punch from a boy. The fact that she took the punch suggested she had not lied that she had taken one before.
It was a level of ugliness too difficult for most of them to understand. However, none of this bothered Sam because she was far too familiar with violence and fending for herself. She lived in a very dangerous chaotic world that she doubted any of these privileged dilatants could survive for even the shortest of times.
In her mind, the clos
