Okay, looking at the content, maybe this fic is a R-rated fic –oops!
3Chapter 5= Turning for the worst3
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Spinelli sat on the floor shacking madly Spinelli looked around the room in desperation but saw nothing to help her. Her eyes then fell on an old razor
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!" shouted Tim "when I get me hands on you, you'll regret it!"
Spinelli picked up the rusty razor –the edge shining in the sun, 'maybe if I'm ugly he'll leave me alone' she thought eyeing the sharp razor edge. It was now silent –Tim had given up beating on the door.
"I hope this works" whispered Spinelli cutting her arm, she watched a little bit of blood run down her arms and she breathed a sigh of relief. (A/N: I find this easier 2 describe coz my friend used to cut her wrists) She felt a rush of pain and self control -this was something she was now in control of! She was about to cut her arm again when the door flew off its hinges.
"You attention seeking little slut!" said Tim pushing her down.
"Get off m-" Spinelli fell silent as Tim put a cloth soaked in chloroform of her nose and mouth.
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Spinelli woke up on the sofa –it was light outside, therefore obviously it was day time.
"Oh your awake pookie! You fell asleep watching TV last night" said her mum brightly "I'll make you some chocolate Ready Break!"
"Thanks mum" said Spinelli, she lifted her sleeve to see the red cut across her arm, when her mum was out of the room.
"Here's your breakfast pookie" said her mum handing Spinelli a bowl.
"Thanks" said Spinelli taking a few bits, but when her mum left the room she scraped it into the bin. "Yuck –fattening stuff"
Spinelli walked up the stairs to take a shower ,she felt dirty from what Tim had done, but she knew how ever times she showered –it wouldn't help.
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Spinelli walked into class and sat down. Moments later Mr Prickly walked into the room and the noise died down.
"Miss Grotkey is out sick today –so you will be taught by Mr E"
"Thank you Peter –I'll take it from here"
"Mr E" said Ashley B "can I say its like totally great to have you back"
"Thank you, now take out your books and start on chapter 10"
"But sir –we're only on chapter 3"
"Not anymore your not"
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The Recess ball rang and a sigh of relief fell through the class.
"Come on –time for exercise" he said taking them outside, at this the class all groaned loudly.
"I want you to do 50 jumping-jacks, 10 laps of the playground, 25 press- ups, 25 sit-ups then do it all again!"
The class groaned again.
Spinelli was on her 2nd playground lap when she started to feel dizzy and breathless. She started to gasp for air, but it wasn't any good, her legs gave way and she was soon slightly aware of the class crowding around her calling her name.
"Sammi, can you take her to get a drink? Sit with her until she feels herself again? The rest of you –get back of your exercise!" ordered Mr E.
"MOVE IT!" shouted Sammi once they'd reached the water fountain, she'd been helping Spinelli walk "come on –you need to drink!"
"Okay, okay" said Spinelli drinking the water.
"Hey Teresa" said Sammi smiling at corn chip girl "can I have your corn chips? –I'll buy you a bag later, I wouldn't ask, butt she need's em" she said nodding towards Spinelli.
"No need to buy me more –I have 3 bags today!" said corn chip girl happily.
"Thanks Chippie. Now Spinelli –eat these" she said handing Spinelli the bag.
"But I don't wanna eat them" said Spinelli not wanting to eat such a fattening food.
"You HAVE to" said Sammi in a warm but firm voice "it'll help, you gotta!"
"Fine. Fine" said Spinelli starting to eat them "-you don't have to watch me you know!"
"Yes I do" said Sammi who had a suspicion that Spinelli was anorexic "and don't even THINK about making yourself sick"
"That would make me bulimic –I'm not an idiot you know" said Spinelli slightly irritated with having to eat the chips –not to mention that Sammi seemed to know she was ill.
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Thanks for readin and reviewing Sammi 8) You already know whats gunna happen lol! But I've improved the grammar, so it's a little better! 8)
3Chapter 5= Turning for the worst3
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Spinelli sat on the floor shacking madly Spinelli looked around the room in desperation but saw nothing to help her. Her eyes then fell on an old razor
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!" shouted Tim "when I get me hands on you, you'll regret it!"
Spinelli picked up the rusty razor –the edge shining in the sun, 'maybe if I'm ugly he'll leave me alone' she thought eyeing the sharp razor edge. It was now silent –Tim had given up beating on the door.
"I hope this works" whispered Spinelli cutting her arm, she watched a little bit of blood run down her arms and she breathed a sigh of relief. (A/N: I find this easier 2 describe coz my friend used to cut her wrists) She felt a rush of pain and self control -this was something she was now in control of! She was about to cut her arm again when the door flew off its hinges.
"You attention seeking little slut!" said Tim pushing her down.
"Get off m-" Spinelli fell silent as Tim put a cloth soaked in chloroform of her nose and mouth.
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Spinelli woke up on the sofa –it was light outside, therefore obviously it was day time.
"Oh your awake pookie! You fell asleep watching TV last night" said her mum brightly "I'll make you some chocolate Ready Break!"
"Thanks mum" said Spinelli, she lifted her sleeve to see the red cut across her arm, when her mum was out of the room.
"Here's your breakfast pookie" said her mum handing Spinelli a bowl.
"Thanks" said Spinelli taking a few bits, but when her mum left the room she scraped it into the bin. "Yuck –fattening stuff"
Spinelli walked up the stairs to take a shower ,she felt dirty from what Tim had done, but she knew how ever times she showered –it wouldn't help.
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Spinelli walked into class and sat down. Moments later Mr Prickly walked into the room and the noise died down.
"Miss Grotkey is out sick today –so you will be taught by Mr E"
"Thank you Peter –I'll take it from here"
"Mr E" said Ashley B "can I say its like totally great to have you back"
"Thank you, now take out your books and start on chapter 10"
"But sir –we're only on chapter 3"
"Not anymore your not"
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The Recess ball rang and a sigh of relief fell through the class.
"Come on –time for exercise" he said taking them outside, at this the class all groaned loudly.
"I want you to do 50 jumping-jacks, 10 laps of the playground, 25 press- ups, 25 sit-ups then do it all again!"
The class groaned again.
Spinelli was on her 2nd playground lap when she started to feel dizzy and breathless. She started to gasp for air, but it wasn't any good, her legs gave way and she was soon slightly aware of the class crowding around her calling her name.
"Sammi, can you take her to get a drink? Sit with her until she feels herself again? The rest of you –get back of your exercise!" ordered Mr E.
"MOVE IT!" shouted Sammi once they'd reached the water fountain, she'd been helping Spinelli walk "come on –you need to drink!"
"Okay, okay" said Spinelli drinking the water.
"Hey Teresa" said Sammi smiling at corn chip girl "can I have your corn chips? –I'll buy you a bag later, I wouldn't ask, butt she need's em" she said nodding towards Spinelli.
"No need to buy me more –I have 3 bags today!" said corn chip girl happily.
"Thanks Chippie. Now Spinelli –eat these" she said handing Spinelli the bag.
"But I don't wanna eat them" said Spinelli not wanting to eat such a fattening food.
"You HAVE to" said Sammi in a warm but firm voice "it'll help, you gotta!"
"Fine. Fine" said Spinelli starting to eat them "-you don't have to watch me you know!"
"Yes I do" said Sammi who had a suspicion that Spinelli was anorexic "and don't even THINK about making yourself sick"
"That would make me bulimic –I'm not an idiot you know" said Spinelli slightly irritated with having to eat the chips –not to mention that Sammi seemed to know she was ill.
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Thanks for readin and reviewing Sammi 8) You already know whats gunna happen lol! But I've improved the grammar, so it's a little better! 8)