8. Doing a better job

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"Can we please eat someplace else?" Every time I was in the cafeteria, I felt like everybody was looking at me....and to be fair, most girls did do that. "Girl, no. You promised me you won't hide anymore and I am keeping you accountable." Ugh, way to make me eat my words. Damn it.  Although pouting, I took a seat facing Chloe. I know she's doing it for me so can't really even get mad at her. "I did bring my lunch this time" I said, eyeing the line for food. I am not traumatised or anything, it's just that, this is high school and every body goes out of their way to make you feel uncomfortable right now.  Opening my lunch, I saw the Upma (an Indian lentil breakfast) Mum packed for me. Yes, yes, my mother packed my lunch. Cringing, I took a bite. Before you judge me for cringing at the fo

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