Chapter 14
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I hardly slept that night. So I get up early and get ready. Even in front of Papa and Mama. When I get there, the school is still empty. The smell of burning cheap coffee wafts from the staff room, but no one is in sight. Go to the women's restroom on the 1st floor and open it Sneak a cigarette out the window when no one is around. I'm trying to clear my head here. I can't think of anything for fear of seeing him later today. I am sick and thinking of going home. that would be a good excuse. Unless you really want to see him again later. I hear someone coming, I throw away my cigarette and close the window. At that time in the morning, you must be a teacher. I hurried to one of the stalls and locked my hand behind me. Go to the bathroom, hold your breath and wait. The door screams open and two voices whisper frantically to each other.
"Hurry, hurry. Lock it, lock it now."
"Okay, okay. Right here."
"Hurry! Hurry," they whisper under their breath. Her great enthusiasm makes you want more. I carefully positioned myself facing the gap between the door and the cabin wall, being careful not to make any noise. Then I met her: Ella
She seems to be stuck with him lately.
"Okay here," she says to this other girl - another newbie I've seen around, always with that angry look on her face - telling her her gestures increase.
"So what should I write again?" Snarky Girl asks, staring at the wall.
"You know whores, whores, pigs, whores, whatever. It's all true, so choose for yourself," says Ella. Approach, ella goes first. she presses the pen Against the background of dirty pink tiles and creaking noises, I watched him carefully write the words.
MIA MILTON IS A w***e
I can't believe it. It takes my breath away. Then Snarky stepped forward, drew an arrow between the words "A" and "HORRAH," and wrote in that disgustingly confident handwriting: completely sloppy and disgusting
"How are you feeling?" She asks ella with a smile. "Perfect!"
"So why did she become a prostitute again?" she laughed.
"Believe me, she really is," said ella as they stepped back and admired her work.
"Also, she almost scammed a man off the tennis court After school yesterday! ’” she lies. I cover my mouth with my hand. I would have killed her and pushed her out the window. I would have yelled at her with all my heart. But I am paralyzed.
"Ah, that sucks!" a biting cry.
"Yes, of course," Ella admits.
"Okay, I don't have much time."
I freeze and squat over the toilet, mouth open, hand covering the lid. I don't know how long it will take to remove it. In complete disbelief I pushed open the cabin door and walked towards the wall. Fingers on black, black, hateful words. I hear voices from the living room. and closet Please press close. people come here I quickly remove an armful of paper towels from the dispenser and soak them in the soapy water. Then I turned to the wall and rubbed the word, rubbed, rubbed, and used all my strength until I couldn't breathe and started crying. I look at the wall Those words still haunt me. washed hard.
Paper towels fall to the floor. I want to clench my fists, bury my nails in my palms, hit walls, and smash everything. At that moment, three beautiful and popular older girls jump out of the door in the middle of their conversation. They are mounted in front of mirrors. I dry my eyes and turn my back to them. Then I go to the sink and wash the wet paper towels off my hands.
"Holy s**t!" one of them exclaims. I raised my head and looked at her.
"Someone was a bad girl," she says, pointing at the wall with mascara.
they all laugh. My heart feels like a bird trapped in a cage on my chest. Its wings are smashed hard against a staff of bones. I want to hit that girl's cute face in the mirror with all my heart. Then one of them asks,
"Who the hell is Mia Milton?"
"Probably a prostitute," replied the third girl, laughing.
"No," corrected the first girl, "I mean chubby w***e, bad whore."
And they whip like witches and follow each other down the corridor. I stand there and let them talk about me like that. With a blank head, I decided to run to the gym, find them, and tell them I couldn't be treated like this. Please tell me it's all a lie. Find Ella and knock her out. But it stops after just a few steps Of The hall begins to fill with people and noise. And they are already scattered. Go to the closet instead. I try to act like nothing has changed. Try to get through the day as if you didn't know, as if you had no information. Anyone who knows me can avoid it. But luna found me in the library at noon.
“Hey,” she whispered as I put down the book, walking up behind me.
"Can I talk to you for a second?"
It was inevitable. I pulled my arm all the way down the corridor.
"So, Mia," she began.
"I have something to say. This is bad. But before you do that, remember that all is well. I think you should just know. ”
"I know," I tell her.
"Is that so?" she asked, frowning. I nod - try to smile and shrug like you don't care.
"That's crazy! I don't know who spread those rumors. You guys of all people!"
"I don't know," I lie.
"Well, Waylen and I went through all the toilets and tried to scrub them down. I've been doing this all morning so it's okay. I thought I didn't have to see it," she admits.
"Did Waylen go to the women's restroom?"
"No, it's the men's restroom."
I never thought I would go to the men's restroom.
"Thank you, Luna. I'm serious."
"I think you've seen it," I told her.
"You can't deny that," I chuckled.
"f**k you guys!" she said so loudly that a few heads turned to face us.
"I'm so sorry, 'Mia,'" she whispered,
"I just don't get it." she was so sad, it seemed like it was happening to her, not me.
"want to come in the evening? Is it okay to eat all kinds of junk food and eat only vegetables?’
she tries.
"I can't do that. I have a plan.
"You? Who?" she asked, shocked. I look around to make sure no one can hear me and lower my voice to barely speak. "Aiden. Aiden Colley"
"My God! Are you serious?" she whispers with a wide smile.
"How did you do that?"
"I don't know, it's just...he happened to ask me out on a date."
"Mia?" Luna's smile suddenly disappeared. "Don't you think it's him? Because if so, you really don't want to date him, do you? ”
"It wasn't him."
"Yes, but how can you be sure?" she asked with good suspicion.
“I am positive,” I assured her, but she seemed unconvinced.
"Mia, I'm worried right now. Will you be very careful?" she asked, her voice trembling a little.
"Because he's from a completely different world. He is older. What if he's expecting something, you know?"
"What if he is?" I will answer right away. "I don't know, maybe it wouldn't be so bad."
"Really?" she asks in disbelief. "But...but aren't you afraid?"
"No," I lie. I'm afraid But in another way I'm also afraid to be more afraid. Also be afraid not to. I'm afraid I never dare to do that. That Marco continues to control me in ways I never dreamed possible. And suddenly it occurred to me that someone else was there His place is something I demanded-wanted-needed in the harshest way. And I really don't care who, no one else does. This guy, aiden, is pretty good. He ended up picking some weed for me.
"Maybe the rumors aren't so wrong after all," I thought.
"Shut up, mia," luna says with a completely straight face.
"Never say that again. It's not true and you know it!"
"Sorry," I tell her. she looks at me for too long, as if she wants to discuss it, but she doesn't.
"Sorry," I repeat.
"Mia, you have to be sure," she says firmly.
"If you do it—like really, really sure. You can't take it back if . . ." But I have to stop her.
"Don't worry, okay? Who knows if something will happen?" I lie to make her feel better.
"Oh my god," she gasps, both horrified and happy at the possibility.
"Aiden Colley - it's big. Like. Huge."
I smile despite my fear at the thought of things being different—the thought that I am different. "Yeah, I guess so."
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