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Unforgivable

I sigh as I plop down at a table in the library, opening my Physics textbook and turning to the right page.

Monday so far has been horrible as Mondays usually are, but this time it was worse without Dylan or Derrick. They had even turned Cam against me. Kemp and Plovert were ok, so were Kristen and Josh, but it just wasn't the same.

Cam was disgusted with me after Derrick told him that I had made out with Carter. He hadn't even tried to give me a chance to explain.

Ugh. I am never going blond again, wig or hair-dye. It's definitely bad luck.

Lunchtime was awkward. Usually we all sit at Table 18, but this time Kristen sat down there where everyone else was without realising that I couldn't exactly, seeing as I wasn't talking to like half the people there.

I stood there self-consciously, and in the end decided to sit at the end of the table next to Josh. During the whole period of lunch, girls kept coming up to Derrick and flirting with him, tossing their hair and giggling at his witty comments.

I just kept my head down, my side bangs flopping over my eye as I silently ate my baked potato.

The thing I was most shocked about was Dylan though. She had completely changed over like two days. She was wearing a tiny Chip&Pepper miniskirt and the tightest low-cut blouse ever. Her platforms practically made her dwarf me I swear. She was definitely doing it so that Derrick would notice her, now that he was available.

Ouch. It hurt even saying that. At least she hadn't done anything drastic yet like dye her hair or something. That was probably going to come though.

I had quickly finished the rest of my salad, and then scraped my chair back, the sound was so loud that it caused everyone to turn and look at me. Great. I flushed and gathered my Abercrombie bag in my arms, tossing my rubbish in the trash.

"I'll be in the library." I hiss to Kristen and then quickly walk off, sensing they're eyes on my back.

And that's why I came here, to the library.

Just as I'm giving up on my Physics work, Kristen appears from round the door. She is fuming.

"What the hell? You were going to steal Josh? That was your whole plan wasn't it!" she yells, not caring about the flabbergasted faces from people all around us. I am stunned myself.

"W-what? Kristen what are you-"

She puts her hand on her hips. The yellow of her Lacoste halter clashes with the bright, angry red of her face.

"I know and you know exactly what is going on. You were going to steal Josh!"

"Kristen I swear, your my best friend, so is Josh I would never do anything like that I-"

"Don't give me any of that shit! It all adds up! I can't believe I was ever your friend!"

"Kristen I would never do anything like that ever I swear! Please believe me!"

Mrs Field, the librarian has had enough. "Girls" she thunders, walking over to us, her cropped brown hair is alarmingly standing up on end.

"Get out of this library now; you are banned for a month from stepping foot in here for disrupting everyone. Now get!" she points a finger to the door as Kristen and I walk out.

In the corridor Kristen carries on yelling, "you've always wanted him haven't you? Derrick was never enough! It all makes sense now!" she gives a humourless laugh.

"Kristen I don't have any clue what you are talking about? Josh is like my brother! And where did you hear all this shit anyway?"

Kristen hesitates before replying in a slightly smaller voice, "Dylan."

I don't believe it! She believed that cow!

I am angry. I am really upset and angry for the fact that Kristen even believed Dylan about something like that, especially when Dylan and I have just had a fight.

"Well maybe you should get your facts straight! I can't believe you would even think that! How can I trust you then? Maybe we are better off just not being friends. I don't want to be friends with a dishonest, un-reliable cow." Kristen's jaw drops as she registers my words.

I am gone before she replies.

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I'm still angry all through Social Studies, my class with none of my old friends. When the lesson ends, I walk to my locker and see Dylan and Cam hanging about by Dylan's locker which is opposite mine.

"Oh look, it's the slut slash boyfriends-stealer. Poor Kristen." She sneers.

I have had enough.

"What is your problem bitch?" I shout, dropping my bag and stepping over to her.

"Mine? What is yours?" Dylan yells back after composing herself from my sudden outburst.

"You're problem is that you're a slutty, bitchy, nasty, spiteful, hurtful cow!" I practically scream. "You make people's lives miserable and turn friends away from each other. You are horrible!"

Cam turns to me fiercely. "And what about you? Can't even control how much you drink at a dumb party? Cheats on her boyfriend-"

"I did not cheat on him!" I screech. People have now started forming a circle around us three. "I made a dumb mistake by going off with that guy even though we didn't even make out or anything! Haven't you ever made a mistake Fisher?"

Dylan smirks. "Yeah well obviously everyone makes mistakes but come on, poor Derrick. He deserves more than a slut like you."

That does it. I punch her square in the jaw. She gasps and clutches her mouth, blood trickling through her fingers.

I scoop my bag up and shakily make my way back down the corridor. I turn back at the door leading out and see everyone looking back at me.

"And what about your little crush on Derrick, huh Marvil? Little Cameron doesn't know about that I bet."

There are some times when people do things that are pretty much unforgivable.

This situation is one of those times.

On my part or theirs, I don't know.

I turn back around and head out, leaving the mess behind me.