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Chapter Three: Problems and Mistakes
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Mimi was at school the following Monday, looking fine. She looked normal; except it was clear to Sora that she was wearing a lot more cover-up than usual. Mimi's bruises were mostly on her stomach, thighs and shoulders, so the uniform hid them.
"Hey," Matt greeted the two girls when they walked into homeroom. Excluding Tai, they were all in that class.
"Hey," Sora said warmly. She didn't kiss or hug him for several reasons: Sora wasn't too sure whether they were "together" or not, and if they were, she wasn't ready to tell Mimi yet.
"Hi," Mimi said absentmindedly. She scanned the room for Paul, who was also in that class. Sora bit her lip as Mimi waved at him, and walked over to where he was.
"What's wrong?" Matt asked Sora.
"Huh? Nothing. I just…didn't finish my homework and I don't want Mrs. Totoba to get angry with me.
"I'm sure you'll be fine," he said smiling. She raised an eyebrow, confused. She watched as Matt took out his answers and slid it onto Sora's desk.
"You're a lifesaver," she said thanking him.
When she finished copying the answers, she glanced to the back of the class, where Mimi was. She sat in the desk beside Paul, which was making Sora incredibly nervous. She relaxed a little when she saw Paul make Mimi laugh. She didn't relax enough to think Mimi was safe with Paul, but she was safe for now, and that was all that mattered.
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"So Meems, where'd you get off to the other night, at the party?" Tai asked during lunch. Sora held her breath, wondering what Mimi would say. She knew Mimi wouldn't tell the truth…but what else would she say?
"Um…" Mimi stopped short as Paul came and sat down. He put his arm around Mimi, infuriating Sora.
"What are we talking about?" Paul asked. How dare he come to our table and sit down. How dare he put his arm around Mimi, like he isn't responsible for the bruises all over her body, Sora thought. She saw Mimi stiffen up as Matt opened his mouth to talk.
"We just asked Meems where she went Friday night. She disappeared during the party…was she with you?" Matt asked. Mimi bit her lip as Paul tightened her grip on her shoulder. Sora couldn't take it anymore. She got up from the table, and walked away. She could hear footsteps following her. She spun around and saw Matt. "Hey, why'd you leave?"
"Oh…I just…needed to get something from my locker," she lied.
"Isn't your locker that way?" he asked, pointing in the other direction. She sighed: He was too quick for her.
"Yeah, I suppose it is."
"I know what's going on, Sora," he said. Did Mimi tell him? No…she told me not to tell because she didn't want anyone else to know. So, what does he think he knows?
"You do?"
"Yeah. You don't really care for Paul, do you?"
"I, uh…what makes you think that?" Sora wanted so desperately to tell him everything, but she couldn't.
"Well, I sure don't like him. I thought maybe you felt the same way. I just don't like the guy, there's just something about him…it doesn't sit well with me. He doesn't deserve Mimi. She's such a wonderful person, she deserves only the best," Matt said. He had a distant look in his eyes, and Sora felt a pang of jealousy. It was no secret anymore that Matt and Sora had feelings for each other. But, did Matt maybe like Mimi, too? The way he was talking definitely made Sora think he did.
"Yeah. I mean, no. I mean…" she trailed off. She didn't want to say she hated Paul, incase she said more than she wanted to say. She also didn't want to say anything incase it got back to Paul, and he took it out on Mimi.
"I understand," he said. Really, he had no idea, but it made Sora feel a little better. "Come on, let's go back to the table now."
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Sora sat in third period science, talking to Mimi who was sitting in the desk beside her. Mimi normally sat there, but during the test the class had to move to their "test desks". Their teacher was handing back the tests they had taken on Friday, and both girls were incredibly nervous.
"I'm scared, Sora," Mimi said quietly.
"Me too, Meems." Neither girl was talking about the test, and both knew it. The teacher walked by, and passed their tests back.
"Very well done, Mimi," the teacher said as she walked by. Mimi smiled to herself as she looked over her test.
"93 per cent? Way to go, Meems!" Sora congratulated her friend.
"What did you get?" Mimi asked. Sora held up her paper, showing an 82 per cent. "Good job, Sor!" The two girls chatted as the teacher handed back the rest of the tests.
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The last bell of the day had finally rung, and Sora and Mimi were at their lockers.
"Okay, I'll see you later," Sora yelled as she ran in one direction, Mimi in the other. Mimi had cheerleading, and Sora had tennis practice. Sora glanced back at Mimi, who had disappeared around the corner. She didn't see where she was going, and whom she was about to run into…
"Hey, watch it," Paul said angrily.
"Oh, sorry Paul," Sora said. She tried to act normal, like she did before he hit Mimi. It wasn't easy, and Paul must have sensed a difference. He shoved her into the lockers.
"If you say anything, I'll make you regret it," he growled. "Got it?" Sora nodded, and he backed off. He walked away, leaving her alone at the lockers. She kept walking to the tennis courts, a little faster than usual. But something was different than every other time she had gone to tennis practice: This time, she was shaking like crazy.
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Sora stood in the parking lot by her car, waiting for Mimi. She was 5 minutes late. Although it was usual for Mimi to be late, something wasn't right about it this time. Worried, Sora ran back into the school. She ran down the hall, and pushed open the door to the girls change room, where the cheerleaders changed.
"Mimi? Mimi!" Sora yelled as she saw her. There was Mimi, her best friend in the world, crouched in the corner crying.
"Sora? Oh, thank God you're here! It was so terrible," she whispered. Sora nodded. She knew what had happened. Paul tracked her down after he threatened Sora. She wrapped her arms around Mimi, hugging her gently.
"Are you all right?"
"No, I'm not Sora. I'm such a bad girlfriend. I should never have told you about what Paul did to me. It wasn't his fault, it was mine." Sora shook her head, but Mimi couldn't see it. She just sobbed into Sora's shoulder.
"It's okay, you're safe now."
Sora learned something that day: Make-up may hide cuts and bruises on her body, but it can't hide the cuts and bruises Paul put on her heart.
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