Chapter 8

                                    

                                          
The worst the day you're having, the more you've got to smile. At the moment, that is very difficult. I still have watery eyes from lunch, which I am covering with make up at the moment. Luckily I carry eye shadow and mascara in my bag. Don't worry, it's not obvious eye shadow. This is just for emergencies.
                          
 I should be at form, but I don't care about being late. Has anyone actually put mascara on without having their mouth open? Normally, I don't put make up on during the day. That done, I close my make up bag and put it away. With one final check, and a spray of perfume, I leave the bathroom. 
                          
"Ouch!" I didn't mean to say that aloud, but I just walked into a guy heading straight for the boys toilet.
                          
"Sorry!" He mumbled, we looked up at the same time. Louis. 
                          
"That's alright!" I laughed. I tried to walk off, but I felt a warm hand touching mine. Looking back, I asked 
                          
"What?" Quietly, shaking slightly. Damn, these feelings again. What's going on with me?
                          
"Erm, Jade, can I have your number please?" Sorry, what just happened? Why on earth does he want my number? As if life wasn't confusing enough, with Louise as well. 
                          
"Yeah, have you got your phone?" I asked. He looked so pleased with himself. Blushing, I take the phone and type in my number. He nodded and smiled, then went into the toilets. Looking back, I saw him do a small celebration. What's happening?! 
                          
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Physics. The most boring subject in the entire universe. Someone must've been really bored, to come up with this subject. Peter, Sam, Jess and I use this lesson to catch up on the gossip. We also mess around and do nothing. 
                          
We sit right at the back and sir never tells us off. Today, I'm not feeling it. With all that's gone on. 'Bleep bleep'. Everyone looked at me. Who is texting me? Sir didn't even tell me off. 'I like to move it move it, I like to move it move it, I like to move it move it, you like to, move it!' Oh god, I completely forgot! Henry changed my ringtone to "Madagascar, Move it!" And I never changed it back! This is so embarrassing!!! 
                          
Loads of people went into fits of laughter and Peter gave me a high five. Completely oblivious to this situation, sir just continued marking. Desperate to see who called, I get off my stall and start walking out of class. Unfortunately, Louise spoke.
                          
 I've been trying to avoid her all lesson. Not happening. Besides, half of the people in the class are with me. None of them agree with Louise. 
                          
"Stupid ringtone, bitch" Walking to her, I got my fist ready. The class went silent, and all eyes were on me. I didn't care.
                          
"At least I have a sense of humor, you smell like a rotting toilet, and you look like one too!" And I punched her in the nose. That should teach her not to mess with me. Not looking at anyone, I strolled out of the room. I think sir called my name but I didn't care. 
                          
Slamming the door, I see the nearest exit for outdoors and run to the door. Sliding my phone out of my pocket, I have five missed texts and one missed call. My heartbeat stopped for a second. My hands trembling, I call back. One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings - "Grandma?!" A very shaken voice replied. "Sorry, but, Grandad... died, two days ago, i didnt want to tell you straight away, I'm sorry."