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I felt a sour taste on the inside of my cheeks as it registered in my mind that Ashley was sitting next to me. I decided to stare back down at my desk, until she wanted to say something or other. I could feel my cheeks grow red, as Lilly turned back to make sure I wasn't going to go loony sitting next to her. Actually, I noticed that everyone was turning back to look at us, wanting to see me punch her lights out. All of a sudden Mrs. T.'s phone rang, alarming everyone to jump out of their seats.

"Geez, calm down people," Mrs. T said walking over to answer it. She gave a few short replies and hung up.

"Students, I have to run to the theachers office, some paper got caught in the printer, so while I'm gone just read the pages at the top of your worksheets, and fill it out," she said leaving. "Oliver you're in charge."

"Alright!" he rejoiced.

"Oh no," everyone mumbled.

"Hey! No back talk! I'm watchin alla you," he said taking his index and middle finger and going from his eyes to the room, and back and forth. Everyone rolled their eyes and turned to talk to their friends to take advantage of this time.

"Hey! Shut up and work!" Oliver yelled. "Please?" he added when noone listened.

Lilly walked back to where I was sitting.

"Are you okay or do I need to give her the slap of her life?" Lilly asked.

"No, it's fine Lilly," I said trying to read and work on the worksheet.

"Okay- say huh?" she said. I had my head resting on my one of my hands so she couldn't see my eyes tearing up.

"It's fine Lilly," I said. She took it in, and then grabbed my hand from my head to see my eyes welling profusly. I wasn't letting any tears spill over but I knew they would if we had to keep talking about Ashley, or Jake, or this morning.

"Miley, you and I both know that it's not fine. Why do you think that it is?" she asked.

I pretended to be working on our assignment, but I couldn't see anyway.

"Because, if Jake chooses her over me, then I must not be good enough anyway. It was just his way of breaking up with me, and I have to except that," I said. By now, one of my tears slipped over. "Can we please not talk about it? I don't wanna bawl in front of everybody."

Lilly sighed and stayed over by my desk. I could tell she had a lot to say, but wasn't gonna, or it would make it worse. She didn't know what to do, so I kept pretending to do my work, until my pencil broke. I clicked the eraser to get more lead, but instead ended up getting lost in a day dream. It was that Jake was still in Romania and none of this had ever happened. I was imagining him running to me with his arms wide open, and me on the other side of the school hallway doing the same, when Lilly stopped me.

"Miley! Miley? Earth to Miley!" she called. I snapped back into reality and saw that I had gone through a peice of lead, and was three quarters through the next one. I clicked that one out, and put them back in my pencil and got through another problem.

"Hey Miley?" someone called. It was Ashley. I turned the other way. "Miley, I have to tell you something," she whispered. "It's important." I turned back to her.

"Why don't you just go tell Jake. You obviously wouldn't care about me any more than you do him. Or his lips," I snapped. "So don't talk to me. Otherwise I've got some stuff I could Mrs. T about. Like the fact that you keep your cell with you so you can text Amber about how her mustache gets grayer everyday, or that you have gum, which gets you into two detentions," I mentioned.

"Miley it's not like that," she said. "I don't-"

"SHUT UP!!" I yelled so loud that half of the class turned back to see us starring at each other. Actually I was glaring, and mouthed a not-so-nice word to her. I turned back to my work. "You've caused enough trouble for today."

I heard Ashley sigh, and one by one people began to go back to their own lives. Lilly still stood by me awkwardly, incase I needed her.

This time I didn't cry. But I felt a huge lump in my throat, telling me that it wanted to.

"Psssttt! Miley!" Ashley called. I ignored her as much as possible. "I have a note for you." I still ignored her. "Here, give this to Miley," Ashley whispered to Lilly handing her a white piece of paper. Lilly opened it up no matter what Ashley wanted her to do with it. I could see Lilly mouthing the words that she read, but was going to fast for me to be able to tell what they were out of the corner of my eye. Lilly then raised her eyebrows, and looked back to Ashley, as if to say, is it true?

I could tell that Ashley nodded. Lilly handed me the paper.

"You're going to want to read this," Lilly said giving it to me. I glanced up at the clock and saw that the bell was going to ring, so I started cleaning up.

"seriously Miley," Ashley said.

"She's actually right Miley," Lilly said. The bell rang before I could say anything. I then looked up at Lilly, and then to Ashley. After gathering my things, I picked up the note and crumpled it, and then stomped on it, leaving the room. Ashley and Lilly exchanged glances.

I walked down the hallway and to my locker before either could catch up to me, but while fidling with the combination, I heard Lilly jog up to me.

"Miley you really needed to know what was in that note," Lilly said.

"I don't need to know anything anymore, because he and I are done," I said.

Lilly sighed.

"But it's not Ashleys-" Lilly started.

"Listen Lilly, thanks for your help, but I don't care anymore," I lied. "Jake lied to me, Ashleys still the meanist witch to walk the planet, and no note could change that."

"Wanna bet?" Lilly asked. I sighed and closed my locker, then silently walked past her onto my next class. This was a class with Oliver and Jake. My throat turned sour, and I suddenly felt sick again. I knew I had to go though. That way Lilly might actually believe that I am for sure over him, and everything he's done to me. Or Ashley.

"Miley, you wouldn't believe what I just heard!" Oliver said coming up to me. "Jake said that-"

"Jake said a lot of things. But I'm not going to believe anyone anymore," I said flattly.

"But this is huge! It'll change everything! Ashley even-" he said.

"Oken! Sit down!" the teacher said. It was Mr. Ami. Oliver sighed and reluctantly went to his seat just as the bell rang. I don't care what anybody says. Jake is filth, and he will never be forgiven. But I still love him. I hate myself for that. But I'll never hate myself more than I will hate Jake.

Jake walked in and sat in his old seat, which was two people behind mine. But he just got back up. He was walking up the row of desks to the teacher. He whispered to him, the teacher nodded, and Jake sat back down. I tried to trip him, but he gracefully stepped over, yet again, leaving me in the dust to wonder where I went wrong. But this was less heartbreaking.

"Okay, class today is where we will read our poems that you where assigned last week. We have already gotten a volunteer to go first, Mr. Jake Ryan," Mr. Ami said with his strong eastern coast accent. Jake grabbed a few peices of paper, and walked to the head of the class.

"Whenever you feel is best Mr. Ryan," he said. Jake nodded in agreement and then looked down at his poem, and then the class. This should be real good. I wonder how Jake got the assignment if he wasn't here last week? Oh yeah, they emailed him all of his work. I always forget that. Jake took a deep breath.

"Can we forgive for sorrows and sins

That are as big as the mountain tops

Deeper than the seas

Or taller than the Maple tree?

Would we be able to say I'm sorry

For any lie we have ever told

For ever penalty we have committed

For every girl we have betrayed?"

He looked up from his poem after about every line, and everyother time he looked at me, but I was conviently twirling my hair, or doodling on my poem.

"Would every boy who was sinned

And any girl who's been robbed at heart

Forgive and forget, apologize and remember?

Can we not forgive for sorrows and sins."

Jake finished up, and took a final look at me along with the rest of the class, to see if I would give some sort of move of approval, but I was too busy writing a different poem. One that was much better.

"Very good Mr. Ryan. Anyone want to go next?" Mr. Ami asked. A few volunteers raised their hands, but I didn't listen to any of them. I was too busy writing my responce poem. After about three people after Jake went up, I raised my hand to volunteer, but he didn't pick me for a few more people.

"Okay Mrs. Stewart you've had your hand up for a while, why don't you wow us," he said. I'm sure even Mr. Ami knew about this morning. Everyone knew that Jake and where the cutest couple, and thought we'd go on for a while. But this morning changed everything. I grabbed my papers and walked slowly to the head of the class. Than I looked out at them.

"This was written for somebody. I'm sure everyone here knows who," I said. Jake sat up a little straighter and ajusted his eyes to me at the front. Actually, the whole class did. Even Mr. Ami.

"Forgiveness is not an object

Forgiveness is not a gift

My trust is not a worker

That you ignore at the end of your shift

Sins are not sorrows

They are careless mixed with stupidity

Which I must have been cast a spell with

To love but be loved back so littlely

I'm sure you all agree

I'm sure it's quite easy to see

That forgiveness is not a game

It's something he lacks with shame"

When I finished, I got a standing ovasion.

"Miley, that was the best work I've seen from you all year. Well done," Mr. Ami congradulated. Jake sank lower in his chair and looked angry, and embarrassed. Olivers mouth was hung open, and I closed it for him while I sat back down. A few girls gave me high five.

After class, I went back to my locker, where Lilly met me.

"Omigosh Miley, I heard about third period language arts, good job!" she said.

"Thanks," I said. I was feeling better, like maybe I'll survive this.

"Okay, but now you really need to know about Ashleys note," she said. I rolled my eyes.

"Lilly, I'm over it, so just leave it, and me alone," I said.

"You won't be," Lilly said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

Lilly put one hand on my shoulder, and looked me straight in the eye.

"Jake told Ashley that you and him had broken up," Lilly said. My face and stomach dropped. I ran into the bathroom once again, and threw up, I felt so sick. But this time I had nothing left to throw up, so it was just stomach acid. All ideas of being okay and getting through thise where flushed down along with it.