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Always Take Disrespect personally. Wrongly. Always.” [Jacqueline]

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[Jacqueline’s POV]

I followed Nina by looking at her feet, as the noise around us grew louder. I shouldn’t have worn her clothes. I wasn’t even sure if I looked nice or if I looked fat. Me wearing a short top while my hair laid down on my shoulder loosely. It was creating a hell of anxiety within me.

A said to cla**mate B “Well, what the hell is she doing with Nina?”

“Who knows?” B answered.

“Did you see what she is wearing?” C questioned.

“I did. Dang, she doesn’t look that bad.” A replied.

“I think she is trying to impress someone.” B scoffed and retorted.

“I think you are right.” C and A agreed.

I wish what they said to be true. If only I could impress someone, I might have been having normal friends like them. I might be gossiping about someone like them too. I sighed, I didn’t need to pity myself.

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palms clenched tighter but I didn’t look up at the

the f*** up f*** boy.” Nina seethes. “One more word and I will kick you so hard, your sun will never shine.” My head jerked up at her as I looked at Nina. She was in a staredown with the guy, who was talking s*** about me. After

Perhaps guilt? Or maybe she found me pitiful? Halfway across the room, I realized I didn’t sit at

down at me dangerously. My face contorted in confusion as I

is there.” I pointed to the place. Her

Jacqueline, we are sitting

“But. I sit.”

“Please.”

“Okay.”

to the back of the cla**room, but the seat we took was the second last because the last one was occupied by Rohan. He scoffed at us. Or most probably me. Nina turned around and stuck her tongue at him. He snorted, behaving like he was angry with her. He didn’t seem angry though, when I

was stealing his best friend away from him. Even if I wanted to,

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when she was just a**igned to teach us biology and I was unable to attend her cla**es because my peers always used to lock me up in the washroom. After a week, they were bored and left me alone so when I did attend her cla**

seat. I did sit down quietly but my tears flowed down my cheeks. She asked me for reasons and even tried to make me laugh but I was unable to help it. Instead, I hiccuped so much that she told me to go and drink some water. It was a bad memory but from that day onwards she has always been 50℅ kinder

capabilities as a teacher were immense, she was a HOD of Biology of our school.

head and noticed, The lecture had started as she moved from blackboard to smart board to teach us how the nervous system works. She had already taken help from some of our cla**mates to take the blinds down and closed the windows. The lights at this

nervous system takes in information through our senses, processes the information, and triggers reactions, such as making your muscles move

his hand from a plate appeared on the screen. As she explained the example. “For example, if you touch a hot plate, you reflexively pull back your hand and your

Snickers jointly. And then laugh pointing a finger towards each other, the teacher is facing black-board unaware of their jokes. Dang, they have so

it in a ponytail. I try to crane my neck to glare at him, but he tightens his grip on my follicles, and I stop