I know some people might have thought that Anne was being a terrible friend and stuff because she ran off and let Anne get slushyed but hopefully this chapter will change that. Sorry the conversation that Quinn had with Sue was not that great, but I kind of felt that it was not that important in the grand scheme of things.

The bathroom door opened. Phew, luckily it was Anne. "Anne," I looked down and rinsed my face with water, "how come you just left me back there?"

Anne grimaced. "I'm so, so sorry Beth. I – I just had to check one thing really quickly. I'm really, really sorry," her brown eyes welled up with tears. "I tried to stop them from slusying you," she looked me up and down, "but it looks like I was too late."

"What was the thing that you had to check?" I frowned.

Anne's eyes flicked all around the room, uncomfortably. "Um… just something… look, it doesn't matter."

I smiled and decided to drop the subject. "Well," I smiled, "I'm glad to be back."

"Yeah."

I grabbed my binder and walked out of the bathroom with Anne. "Oh," she stopped, "um, I think that you should join the glee club."

"Uh… why?"

Anne raised her sharp eyebrows. "You're a really, really good singer Beth-"

"No I'm not," I interjected. I wasn't.

"You are Beth. And, look, if Nate can do it you can most certainly do it."

"No! I can't most certainly do it," I yelled, "I don't have the confidence."

"Calm down."

I glared at Anne. Then I realized how stupid I was being and burst into laughter. Anne was just trying to help.

"Look, Anne, let's just get to class."

"Well, are you going to join?" pressed Anne.

I shook my head. "No."

Anne shrugged. As we walked on we chatted about what I had missed at school, and I told her all the really boring things that happened to me when I was sick.

Suddenly Anne stopped me as we were about to turn down the main hall way. There were some janitors cleaning up something on the wall. I assume some idiot kid did graffiti again. "Let's not go this was," she said frantically.

"But this is the quickest way…"

"Yah but, see," uttered Anne, "I don't want to go down this hallway."

"Why not?" I asked.

"I- I'm scared."

I raised my eyebrows. Scared? Yeah right. Anne wasn't afraid of anything. She would have no problem going to the pool in a bikini or even trying out for that stupid glee club.

"Uh huh?" I said in disbelief.

"Can we please not go down their?" Anne asked.

"Sure, whatever. But if I'm late to class it's your fault."

From the point of view from Anne Attenborough

That was a close one. Beth almost went down the hallway with the graffiti. I replayed the past events from the last few days in my head.

So a couple of days ago I had an orthodontist appointment so I came to school late. Right on the main bulletin board was the article reveling Beth's secret. Of course, I FREAKED OUT, ripping it down and then tearing it into a billion pieces. My stomach felt so sick, I felt like I was going to throw up. At lunch time I marched up to Aubrey.

"Aubrey! I can't believe you did that! Seriously? I never knew that anyone could be that freaking mean!" I shouted.

Aubrey turned calmly around. "Oh, you mean the fact that everyone now knows Beth's secret and she's is going to get hell when she comes back, if not before. Yeah, don't worry I didn't do that."

I frowned, eyes filled with rage. I looked up at the rest of the cheerleading table. They were trying to hide their giggles and smirks.

"You didn't do it huh?" I shouted. "Then who the hell did?" Except I didn't just use the word 'hell.'

A girl named Gaby, who was a new edition to the cheerleaders and an edition of Aubrey and Co., raised her hand. "I did."

I whipped around. "Why?"

The brunette pursed her lips. "I thought it would be 'funny'" She winked to Aubrey and they all cracked up.

My feelings mostly weren't fury. They were mostly disbelief and dread. I can't believe – I failed her. All of them. Quinn, Beth, even Ms. Corcoran. Quinn trusted me to keep her secret, and I – I failed. Beth's live was going to be a living hell when she came back.

I was about to grab Aubrey's ugly face and shove it up Gaby's ugly ass when somebody tapped me on the shoulder.

I slowly turned around. It was the head of the hockey team. I don't know his name, but he was tall and stocky. He probably overweighed me by like, 100 pounds.

"It true? 'Bout your friend? The blonde one?" he asked. He already knew the answer. Obviously I wouldn't be this pissed off if it wasn't.

Then Ms. Perfect Aubrey had to go and point out the obvious. "Duh. Would she be this mad if it wasn't?"

The big hockey player shrugged. "You're right. Ha, what a loser that girl is. Being and accident."

I didn't say anything. My eyes filled up with tears. I had failed them. Failed Beth. Failed Quinn. By this time the whole cafeteria's noise had dropped down a few notches. Everyone was either watching us or talking about Beth.

….

As I walked down the main hallway to my final period I saw IT on the walls. "BETH CORCRAN THE BASTERD." It said in bold spray paint. A tear ran down my cheek. I had failed everybody. I felt so guilty.

From the point of view from Beth Corcran

"Come on, Anne," I said. Anne looked sad, so, I tried to make her feel better. "Let's get to class."

Anne sighed. "I'm so sorry Beth," she whispered.