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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

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 some stank-eye between them, the guy sat down as his

found me pitiful? Halfway across the room, I realized I didn’t sit at the back and we never sit together. Why

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

seat is there.” I pointed to the place. Her

up Jacqueline, we are

“But. I sit.”

“Please.”

“Okay.”

him. He snorted, behaving like he was angry with her.

jealous of us. 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

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were always of modest light colors. She was a remarkable teacher and extremely hardworking at her job. I could still remember the first time we met face to face. It was about the time when she was just a**igned to teach us biology and I was

she asked me to go back to my seat. I did sit down quietly but my tears flowed down my cheeks. She asked me

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

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 time were off and the pointer in her hand was

through our senses, processes the information, and triggers reactions, such as making your muscles

of 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, you reflexively pull back your hand and your nerves simultaneously send pain

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

my hair and lifted them high as one does when they tie 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 struggling. Nina now seemed like she was too attentive in the