Thank you, ColorfulMusic, for your review. Here's Chapter 3.

Chapter 3: See you

"Crazy bitch." a girl holding her face, - which was punched by a furious Musa - looked at Musa with fear and hatred muttered.

"Oh? So now I'm the crazy one here? What about you, huh? Are you suggesting you're not crazy?" Musa sneered at the girl who was slowly backing away from her. "All the times you were drunk, not knowing what happened the previous night and would always bring all sorts of guys into the dorm, I was the one to keep you in line. I was the one to make sure you eat your pills and three meals a day. I was the one to protect you from all those crazy people who wanted to hurt you when you bring them in. And I was the one to keep you up when you're down. And how did you repay me, huh? How? By going through my things! By STEALING! I know you're alcoholic, but I didn't know you would go so low as to steal from your only friend! Your. Only. Friend." her voice was raising with each sentence.

"Whoa, whoa. Cool it, chill. I didn't mean for you to find out. How would I to know you were to walk in at that moment." the girl tried to cover her mistake, but that only make Musa even angrier.

"You didn't mean for me to find out? Why? So you can take all my things from under my nose?! Really Is that the reason? Don't try the 'protect me if I don't know the truth' card. I'm so sick of it, so sick of YOU. All the lies, and here I thought I could have a friend, but I guess I was wrong. I can't believe you, Caroline."

"You dare to yell at me!? When you first came here, it was because of me that you could fit in. If I haven't shown you the ropes that day, you wouldn't be here now, would you? You should be grateful, Musa, not yelling your head off at me." Caroline also raised her voice.

"I should be grateful?! What the hell, Caroline! You should be the one that's grateful." Musa paused and added in a softer voice. "What would happen to you if I wasn't there when I was there last month? You wouldn't be here now, you're the one who should be grateful."

Without waiting for Caroline to answer, Musa spun on her heel and headed into her room. In two days, she will be going home for Spring Break, and she's really looking forward to leaving this hell hole for a few weeks, at least until she's calmed down.

"Come in." the soft voice of the headmistress replied to the knocking of her doors.

Musa opened one side of the double doors and poked her head in and walked towards the headmistress's desk.

"You wanted to see me, ma'am?" Musa asked and plopped down on one of the seat.

"Yes, please have a... Never mind." the headmistress signed and decided to ditch the 'please have a seat before we talk' speech. "As you know, Musa, the punch you threw Caroline yesterday was not your first."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, but it was her fault, she started it. Nobody touches my things and got away with it. Caroline should consider herself lucky that she didn't end up like Katie."

Two weeks ago, Katie had - or had not - asked if she could 'borrow' Musa's flute. Musa had - or had not - agreed to let her use it, and she had went into Musa's room and took her flute. When Musa found out, she was furious and had beaten up Katie so badly that she needed to be hospitalized. The fight had leaded to Musa being suspended for two weeks. She could only attend classes for the next two weeks - no dates, no hanging out, no nothing. When she was released, the head discipline teacher had warned her to stay out of trouble if she wanted to stay in the Broader Inter All Girls Academy. Although Musa doesn't really like the people in the academy that much - she absolutely hated them - she was determined to stay until she graduate. Up until today, Musa had been free of trouble - much to the teachers' relief - and would've stayed in the academy, but she had risked it all by throwing the first punch at Caroline.

"Yes, it's a relief. But, as you are under the zero-tolerance zone when you... hurt Katie, so when you punch Caroline, it's the end."

Musa looked up in horror at the headmistress.

"Ma'am, are you saying that..." she trailed off knowing full well what the headmistress was implying.

The headmistress nodded, "I'm sorry, Musa. I really am, but you're expelled. Banned from setting foot in this school until you've graduated from high school."

Musa hung her head and refused to look up at the headmistress when she muttered, "Fine, whatever, I'm gonna go pack." she pointed at the door and quietly let herself out.

After Musa was gone, the headmistress heaved a sigh of relief.

'At least this time it happened without any drama.'

"Wait, I don't get it. WHAT!? You're expelled? Seriously? For real? But how?" Caroline, who was watching Musa pack rambled on.

"Yes, Car. You won't have to deal with this 'crazy bitch' anymore." Musa replied when she finished throwing the last of her things into her suitcase.

"Oh." Caroline's face was glum. "Look, about what happened yesterday, I, well - "

"Save it." Musa snapped and glared at Caroline, who was nervously fiddling with the hem of her mini skirt. "I don't need your pity tears." she pushed past Caroline and headed to the front gate of the academy where a limo will be taking her to the airport.

"Right, well, bye then. I guess." Caroline hurried after her and said in a small timid voice.

"Whatever. At least now I won't have to deal with all of you people anymore." Musa paused and turned around. "Look, it's been great knowing you and well, you know, yeah... Anyway, we can keep in touch." Musa gave Caroline a small smile to which she return.

"Great. So..." Caroline awkwardly stepped forward and hugged Musa. "Friends?"

Musa was shocked at the gesture but she hugged her back with her free hand nonetheless.

"Friends." Musa replied and patted her back before pulling back. "See you."