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Part two: Chapter 13

GAZELLE'S POV

Another day.

Shitty as fuck.

Laps to run.

Floors to clean.

Being tossed around by every fucking shitface I came across.

It was annoying, really, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Nothing to change it.

I packed the last set of dirt into the trash can and pulled it towards the back of the school.

As I emptied it into the incinerator, I heard footsteps behind me.

“You've got to be kidding me,” I muttered, turning over the second can.

“And the rabid dog is taking out the trash,” I heard.

The voice didn't ring a bell so I turned.

*Would you rather I take you out instead?” I asked. “It won't be so difficult since you're not quite different from garbage,” I said, and the priceless looks on their faces were everything, but I knew I was going to regret that.

“Are you talking to us?” The pink-haired stepped forward.

“Of course not. How could I? I was talking to the fool behind you,” I said and she turned to her other friend.

“Did you just call me a fool?” He
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