CHAPTER 5


    I don''t understand why Beatrice and her friends are giving me such a hard time for simply bumping into


    them. That''s the sad thing about bullies, they don''t need an excuse. They prey on the vulnerable, the


    timid and I''m unfortunately one of the easiest targets.


    I nce up to find Beatrice and her friend ring at me from under their longshes. Beatrice''s eyes


    spark with humour as she notices the fear in my eyes. I take a step back and she lets out a choked


    laugh before raising her finger and sliding it across her throat. Her friend watches me recoil from them


    in horror and begins to fall aroundughing, kneeled over at my reaction.


    I feel my stomach tighten in multiple knots and the one piece of toast I ate threatens to find it''s way


    back up. I turn away from them, tears pricking the back of my eyes. I hate showing my vulnerability to


    people like Beatrice but I can''t help it. I want to be strong but how does one stand up-to someone like


    Beatrice Walden?


    An idea springs to mind and I quickly clutch my stomach, trying my best to act like I''m in excruciating


    pain. I limp over to Coach Hollins, my face scrunched up in false pain.


    "Mrs Hollins? I don''t feel so good," I groan, squeezing my eyes shut and wishing she''d give me a free


    period or send me to the nurse.


    "What''s wrong Winters?" Coach Hollins sighs, I open my eyes, giving her my best pained expression.


    "I feel sick, really sick." I respond quietly which isn''t a total lie thanks to Beatrice and her friends. Coach


    Hollins observes me carefully, her eyes drifting up and down my body.


    "You seem fine to me."


    "I really don''t feel good Coach," I groan louder, clutching my stomach tightly. I take a slight peek at her


    expression but she doesn''t look convinced at all.


    This is it Be. . . desperate times lead to desperate measures.


    "I get really bad period pain. If I don''t lie down, I end up bleeding everywhere. It''s like a crime scene


    from a horror movie." I exaggerate. A look of horror shes over her face and she actually takes a step


    away from me as if my period is contagious. I mentally roll my eyes at her . . . Why is a period freaking


    her out so much?


    "Oh, I really don''t feel good." I emphasise, kneeling over. Mrs Hollins finally holds her hand up, eyeing


    me warily.


    "Alright fine, pack up and go home Winters."


    A grimace shes across her face and she turns and walks over to the ss. I mentally fist bump the


    air and can''t help my lips from tugging up into a victorious smile.


    Great acting skills Be, the period card is actually genius.


    As I''m walking off the pitch, my eyes connect with Beatrice''s cold stare. I feel goosebumps scatter


    across my arms and I shudder from the icy look that shes through them. She doesn''t break the stare


    so in an act of bravery, I lift my arm up and give her a little wave. Her face shes with surprise and


    before she can retaliate, I turn around and walk straight off the pitch.


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