Behind the Billonaire's Mask
the head bully demanded, her anger palpable as she stalked back toward the girl.
"Yeah, I said what I said. The highest you can do is bully me, because that's what you are good at. I would advise you to face your books instead, bitches," the girl replied, her voice steady despite the tremor in her lip. She picked up her bag, preparing to leave, but the head girl grabbed her shoulder and slapped her hard across the cheek. A collective gasp echoed through the cafeteria, and my fists clenched in anger.
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