The Bully, Suffering

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I sat here before the piano, my fingers dancing on top of the keys, feeling cross. Rohan was truly back at it again with his evasiveness. The worst part was I had no idea where he hides from me. I'd gotten into trouble with the student council two more times before Martha Duke finally told me I was banned from talking to any upperclassmen. I admit, I laughed at her face. And she was so furious her face was completely blotched red and I had to run out of the room before she could ultimately ban me from stepping into school. My fingers moved up and down the keys of the piano, playing a little faster, quickening the pace of the song. Maybe Rohan heard the rumors. Maybe... I gasped. Maybe he was protecting me? Shaking my head, I trashed that idea quick because Rohan wasn't the type to ca

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