Super Skinny

Hannah has always been best friends with Hope, Megan and Rachel. But after Hannah is shipped away to Ireland from the city of Manchester to live with her auntie in her star-studded life, will Hannah forget about everything?
And will the people she meets completely rip her apart and away from the girls?
Does she need to find herself again?


1. Chapter 1

"I still can't believe you did that." Hope smiled at me in the corridor as we waited outside the maths room. My backpack was pushed against the wall as I lent there. I looked up from my iPhone to her face. The big window at the end of the corridor was letting in burst of sunshine onto our faces.

"I found it hilarious." I giggled. I scrolled through my Facebook posts slowly, and shoved my phone into my pocket quickly as our teacher's head appeared around the door. We walked into the room and I sat down next to Rachel. Megan and Hope were directly behind us, and I chucked my stuff across the desk.

"What you did is going to get you in some serious trouble." Rachel said.

"What if you get expelled?" Megan said. She looked upset. "I don't want you to leave."

"Neither do I." I sighed. "But I still did it." I turned back to the front and pulled my blazer off and rested it on the back of my grey plastic chair. The teacher began the lesson, and I was working really hard, putting in as much effort as I could like usual, until the a woman's head I recognized all too well appeared around the edge of the door. 

"Hannah?" She said. "You're needed." She used to ask for my full name, but I'd been in this situation so many times before those three words were all that she had to say. The whole class stared at me as I dropped my pen and stood up, yanking my blazer on. I straightened my skirt, pulled at face at the three girls around me and walked to the woman at the door. Just to be cocky, I smiled a sickly sweet smile at the teacher and thanked her for the lesson. I shut the door behind me and started off along the corridor with Ms Jack. 

"You do know why you're here don't you, Hannah?" Ms Jack asked me, looking at the paper in her hand.

"Maybe." I sighed, looking up to the dirty ceiling.

"Care to explain?" She said, looking at me like she always did, raised eyebrows and her lips pursed. "I mean, you literally can't add anything else onto this list." She said. 

"What list?" I asked her, craning my neck.

"It's a list of what you've done since Year 7. Want to have a look?" She said, handing me the piece of paper. I scanned through the offences, laughing at most of them. I handed the paper back to her and she shook her head. "I wouldn't be laughing. This was the last straw Hannah." 

"They say that every time." I laughed, sitting on a chair outside Mr Armitage's office. I was ushered inside, and saw him smiling.

"Take a seat Hannah." He said.

"Thank you sir." I smiled, sitting in the chair.

"Do you know why you're in here?" He said.

"Yes." I replied, folding my arms across my chest.

"Care to explain?" He asked me.

"Well, Mr Kage said that I had an inappropriate attitude, and that is not right at all, so I might have had a go at him." I said, beginning to mumble towards the end.

"And you used obscene language, and considering it was in the middle of the whole school in the cafeteria, it wasn't great was it?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Especially after you slapped him across the face." 

"It wasn't a hard slap." I muttered, and I jumped in the chair as Mr Armitage slammed his hands hard on the desk and lent forwards so he was ever so closer to me.

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT, IS IT?" He yelled. "The fact is Hannah, is that since Year 7, we've had twenty-two talks like this haven't we?" He said, leaning backwards and straightening his suit slightly.

"Twenty-three." I corrected.

"I don't care anymore Hannah, there's nothing more I can do. From Friday 24th you are expelled from Merrywell Grammar School." He said.

"What sir? You can't do that sir!" I protested.

"Watch me." He smirked.

"Sir, I have friends here! I'm doing well here!" I added. 

"I know, you're the cleverest girl in the school." He began.

"SEE!" I yelled.

"BUT, your behaviour lets you down, and it has." He said.

"I can't believe you sir. That means I have 3 days left here." I huffed.

"Yeah, darn right that." He laughed.

"You're a c***" I spat it his face as I left, slamming the door behind me. I strode back to maths, kicking over bins, pulling lockers open, blocking the toilets and turning chairs over. As I opened the door to the maths room, all eyes laid on me.

"Go on, get a good look, I'm only here until Friday." I laughed.

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