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It was a long morning. After the long walk home last night, Becca did a lot of thinking, and she was at her wit's end with Ryan and his mood swings. He was becoming out of control, and his assertive behaviour was too much for her to continue to tolerate. It was affecting not only her mental and emotional state but also her focus in class, which was slipping. Something had to be said, and she was waiting for him to give her a piece of her mind. Everything Ms. Fuller said was true; she just needed to cut her ties before it got out of hand. "Becca." her friend Vivian waved and called her to the cafeteria table. Becca walked over and sat down with her food tray. "Hey, Vee. What's up?" "OMG, did you hear?" "Hear what?" Becca took a bite of her red apple. "How do you live under a roc