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Jack

No one expects, the most beautiful and cheerful girl in the whole school, to attempt suicide. She was kind and always bringing up people's spirits. She always had on bright colors and when I say always I mean always. I haven't seen her in anything but bright colors. She might've not been the most popular kid but everyone knew of her. She also had the best flowing blond hair out of the whole school.

I drove to school this morning and everything was gloomy. I saw a group of girls crying near where they would usually stand at. Her suicide attempt was all over the news.

"Well, she probably deserved it." I heard a girl, who is named Destane, that was in her grade say.

"Well no matter what we did we couldn't break her but I guess we actually did." The other girl laughed.

My blood started boiling. I walk over to them and they saw me. "Oh, hello star QB."

"Why are you talking about the girl like that, she almost killed herself!" I yelled at them.

"I can take your position away. Remember my daddy is head coach of the football team." I had forgot that her dad is head coach of the football team.

I hesitated. "I-I don't care," I finally got out.

"Well, okay." she walked past me to where her dad's office was and I grabbed her wrist. "Please don't tell him. Football is my life."

"Well then don't say anything about or to that slut ." I could feel my body getting hotter by the second.

"How is she a slut?"

"She probably sucks a lot of dicks."

"No, she doesn't. She doesn't suck dicks. I don't think she cares about that. She was always happy but then there are people like you that want to ruin peoples image," I said to her with a calm voice, "and also I'm going to keep on talking to her.

I barely talked to her but when I did she was alway so jumpy and happy.

"Well then say bye to your football career."

"I don't care." I said but I didn't really mean it but this girl is getting bullied and she isn't even here.

She goes into coach Bill's room.

It has been a few minutes and I see coach Bill come out call me in. "Did you really call her a slut?"

"No, sir, she called the girl, that had attempted suicide, a slut."

"Don't make excuses! Tell me the truth and I'll think about keeping you on the team."

I keep on telling him the same thing for about 5 or 6 times I had lost track but he kicks me off of the team.

"I'm telling the truth. I would never call a girl a slut."

"Go. We can't have liars and bullies on our team."

"But, I would never call another girl a slut!" I screamed into his face and I walk out without looking back. I slam the door behind me and I knew that was a mistake.

"Get back here, now!"

I ignore him and continue to walk of. I felt tears coming up but I fought them back. "You will get suspended if you keep on walking away."

I did something I knew I would regret but I walk back and this time I am full of anger. I hit Bill right in the face with such force, I heard a crack.

"Put your hands up!" I hear an officer yell behind me.

I take off running toward the only bathroom that has a lock on it. I get in and lock the door just before he got there.

"Come out and let's talk," he said trying to get me out.

I ignore him as I set my bag down, and searched for my knife, I had put it in my bag this morning.

After about 2 minutes I finally found my knife. The door then gets busted down and he sees the knife. "Put down the knife and let's talk," he said with a taser aimed at me.

A teardrop runs down my face as I put the knife up against my stomach. "Don't do it. Come on put down the knife and let's talk."

I look at him for the first time all day and mouthed sorry as I stab my stomach and bundle down holding the knife. I black out from the pain.