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When I reached the toilets, I saw a number of year sevens whispering outside. I shot them a deathly glare as I pushed the door open. As soon as I was inside, I could hear sobbing coming from one of the cubicles. Deciding on the one furthest from the door, I knocked.
“Someone’s in here,” Roxy called out from the other side of the door.
“Roxy, it’s me,” I said quietly. Expecting her to tell me to go away, I got ready to knock again, but to my surprise she came bursting out of the cubical. She threw her arms around me and buried her face into my shoulder.
“I’m so sorry,” was all that she mumbled for about a minute before she finally quietened down.
“It’s okay,” I replied, “I’m sorry too.”
When she eventually let go of me, she stepped back to reveal flushed and tear stained cheeks. My heart sank as I took in her appearance. She looked distraught and was sniffing uncontrollably.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry for,” she sobbed. “I should have listened to you. You’re always right.”
“Don’t worry,” I soothed.
“But I never do,” she sniffed, “I’m just so stupid.”
“No you’re not,” I reassured her.
“So why am I the one who always gets it wrong?” she groaned, starting to shake from holding back more tears.
“You’re just a little naive sometimes,” I answered softly, placing a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
Roxy nodded feebly and fell into my arms again. I patted her on the back and in no time at all she was crying again. When a group of year eight girls came into the toilets, the sight before them caused them to spin around and hurry out of the door. Good. We didn’t really need spectators.
After several moments of silence, Roxy had calmed down again, so I spoke.
“Do you wanna tell me what happened?” I asked, letting go of her and settling myself on the worktop between the bank of sinks.
“Okay,” Roxy said, perching next to me. “Well, when I came into school this morning, Blake was waiting for me outside our History classroom.”
I nodded and urged her to continue.
“He hugged me, but then he started to act all funny.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, desperate to know why she was so upset.
“He sort of acknowledged that I was there, but then he started to ignore me. He was fine at break although he didn’t really talk to me. At lunch though, he was sitting with his arm around me when all of a sudden he went into a massive rant, saying things like, ‘why were you avoiding me?’ and ‘do you actually like me or are you just using me.’”
I watched as she wiped another tear from her cheek with the sleeve of her jumper. My heart plunged to my feet.
“I hate to break it to you, but I think he’s the one that’s using you,” I said as kindly as I could. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but it needed to be said.
“I know that now,” Roxy continued, “I just told him that he was being stupid, but he wouldn’t listen.” Roxy’s face switched from troubled to angry in a split second. “Then that Nadia Carter from the year below walked past giving him the eye,” she spat.
“The one that goes out with a different boy each week?” I asked, although I knew exactly who she meant.
“Yeah, but without warning, Blake let go of me and stood up,” she said, sounding close to tears again. “I asked him what was going on, but he just mumbled the words ‘prettier’ and ‘more worth it,’ before he took off with that horrid cow.”
“Are you being serious?” I said, jumping down off of the counter and putting my hands on my hips.
“Yeah,” Roxy replied, fresh tears spilling down her mascara stained cheeks.
“That no good prat,” was all I managed to say, before I grabbed hold of Roxy’s sleeve and pulled her along behind me.
“What are you doing?” Roxy asked in-between tears as I tugged her out of the toilets and back into the cafeteria. The smell of pizza was overwhelming as I stormed through the crowded entrance to the lunch room.
“Sorting this out,” I replied, before coming to a halt in front of the lunch table where Blake was now sitting, Nadia giggling uncontrollably at his side. She had a strand of her bleached blonde hair twirled around her pinkie finger and a satisfied smirk was playing on her glossy lips.
I let go of Roxy and pushed through the mass of students standing aimlessly around the table. Ignoring the grunts and groans of annoyance, I stomped my way to Blake’s side. Reaching my destination, I poked him hard in the arm to get his attention. When Blake turned around to face me, I spoke.
“What do you think you’re playing at?” I questioned, drawing myself up to my full height in an attempt to look more intimidating. My heart was hammering against my ribs and I could hear the blood rushing in my ears.
“What?” Blake asked, looking around to see if he had missed something.
“Were you born a prat or do you practise being one?” I asked, trying to sound as serious as I could.
“I don’t have a clue what you’re on about,” was Blake’s response as he raised his eyebrows.
“Don’t play the fool,” I replied, raising my voice slightly which in turn caused the surrounding students to spin around in my direction.
“What am I supposed to have done?”
“Are you really that thick?” I enquired, feeling the anger pulsating through my body.
“Is this about Roxy?” Blake asked, smirking slightly.
“And what would make you think that?” I spat, sarcastically.
“So it isn’t?” Blake replied, looking genuinely confused. His dark eyebrows were almost at his hair line and his mouth was agape.
“Of course it is, jerk!” I shouted, clenching my fists.
“Wow, calm down Lily,” Blake said, moving back slightly, forcing Nadia to scoot along the bench to give him more room.
“No,” I replied, taking a step forward. “I will not let you take my best friend for a fool and get away with it.”
By this time, a crowd had gathered around the table, but that wasn’t going to put me off.
“I didn’t even do anything,” Blake protested.
“Bzzz, wrong answer!” I screeched, my heart feeling fit to explode. I’d never felt so angry in my life.
“Okay, okay,” Blake pleaded. “I’m sorry.”
“Not good enough,” I hissed. “You can’t just go around picking up and then dropping girls because you feel like it.”
Blake seemed to smile at this which, for me, was the final straw.
“Blake Edwards, you self centred, immature, arrogant, moron,” I seethed, picking up a bottle of water off of the table and throwing it over him, making sure that Nadia got a good soaking too. Nadia emitted a high pitched screech and Blake looked absolutely gob smacked. His eyes were wide and his mouth dropped open even further revealing crooked teeth. Eew!
“Don’t you ever think that you can treat one of my mates like dirt and get away with it.”
“Lily, you idiot!” Blake shouted as he stood up, causing the water to drip off of him and into a puddle on the floor.
“One more word and I’ll empty this tray over your head, too,” I fumed, feeling the adrenaline pumping through me.
With that, Blake and Nadia ran out of the cafeteria and into the direction of the toilets. I dropped the empty bottle back onto the table and swallowed in an attempt wet my now dry throat. My head span as it ran back over what had just happened.
All of a sudden, Roxy hurried towards me and before I could stop her, she’d engulfed me into a huge hug.
“You’re the best friend ever,” Roxy proclaimed, laughing.
Then the cafeteria, which had been in tentative silence, erupted into applause and cheers of approval. Roxy let go of me and I turned around to see every single person in the room clapping and cheering. Elliot was in fits of laughter and even the dinner ladies were clapping. I felt a sense of pride building up inside me as I saw people’s beaming faces and thumbs up of support. That was until I felt a vice like grip on my right shoulder. Immediately it sent the pride right down to my feet and propelled the room into another torrent of suspense filled silence. I hesitantly glanced down to see the left hand of a rather angry looking Head Master. Bugger.
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