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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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I want this s*** now.” My palms clenched tighter but I didn’t look up

at Nina. She was in a staredown with the guy, who was talking s*** about me. After some stank-eye between them, the guy sat down as his friend pointed to a seat

stood up for me, but why would she? Perhaps guilt? Or maybe she found me pitiful? Halfway across the room, I realized I didn’t sit at the back and we never

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

pointed to the

we are sitting

“But. I sit.”

“Please.”

“Okay.”

with her. He didn’t seem angry though, when I had looked at him he looked more like

It was not like I was stealing his best friend away from him. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t be able to achieve that. I cut her a side-eye while Rohan laughed as if we had cracked

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met face to face. It was about the time when she was just a**igned to teach us biology

for real she asked me to go back to my 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

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

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

senses, processes the information, and triggers reactions, such as making your muscles move or causing you to

a kid pulling back his hand from a plate appeared on the screen. As she explained the example. “For example, if you touch a hot plate,

Rohan and Nina Snickers jointly. And then laugh pointing a finger towards each other,

try to crane my neck to glare at him, but he tightens his grip on