The Girls 2

Estal Academy is back! A new year, new students, new friendships.

With all the problems in their lives, can the three girls stick together?

*Contains triggers and emotional subjects people may find distressing/upsetting


10. 10



The past week has been terrifying. I haven’t talked to Laine or Amber about it, because I already know they’ve got enough going on in their lives and I don’t need to worry them with my crap. They always think I’m relaxing and watching netflix shows or sleeping, but actually I spend most of my time crying and wondering what to do.

I’ve been scared. Becca, Paige and Katie had already read about Kaito on the news site in the library that day I found out. They already knew what my brother did before I knew, before anybody else knew. They told their friends, Graham Mitchell and Blake Rogers, too, meaning that I’m now a laughing stock for the populars.

I walk past them every day, only to get yelled at. They call me names, including a terrorist. What they don’t realise is that Kaito’s actions and fucked up life choices have absolutely nothing to do with me. I didn’t guide him to do this. I didn’t tell him to ruin innocent people’s lives, I didn’t tell him to get himself locked up and hated by the entire nation, perhaps the entire world. No doubt all of our family and friends back in Japan have heard the story. We definitely won’t be welcome back there with open arms, hugs and kisses like we are every year we visit.

Today, I got out of bed. I looked outside. The December drizzle was pouring down the window, which automatically put a downer on the day ahead. I got up, tugged a brush through my greasy unwashed hair, and pulled on the same jumper and jeans I’ve had on all week. I grabbed my bag and a couple of random books- praying I’d picked up the right ones- and headed out of the dorm. I walked down the staircase to see Paige and Blake stood watching me. I felt my whole body drop as I felt anxious. “Oh look,” Paige snarled, “it’s Little Miss Terrorist. We’re all in danger whilst she’s still here.”

I kept my head down and dodged past them. They were laughing. The laughing was ringing in my ears. Everything felt so awful now. I felt like everyone turned around to stare at me and to laugh. Most people now see me and start walking as far away as possible, or if they really have to get past me, they pick up their pace. Nobody talks to me. I feel like more of an

outcast than I did when I first arrived and nobody could understand a word I said.

Science was my first lesson. As I stepped into the classroom, I felt everyone go silent and turn to look at me. It has been like this everywhere I’ve been since the news came out. Even some of the teachers have avoided me. I saw a group of teachers stood talking in the lunch hall, and they kept looking over and me and shaking their heads. I just feel so broken and so lonely. Can’t people see that I’m not the dangerous one here?

Miss Kendrick walked past my desk at the back of the classroom by the door. Everyone was busy working. The person who sits next to me had moved to the other side of the classroom and slipped her chair at the edge of the table, and the boy closest to me had moved as far over away from me as he could. “Suki, it gets better,” I heard Miss Kendrick say quietly as she leaned onto my desk.

I shook my head and twiddled my pen. “How do you know? Is your brother a terrorist too?” I snapped. I don’t even know why I snapped. I love Miss Kendrick; she’s my favourite teacher and she’s been nothing but nice to me since everyone else started ignoring me.

She sighed. “No Suki, my brother died many years ago.”

I cringed at myself. Dumbass. Dumbass. Dumbass. You’d be better off keeping your goddamn mouth shut, Suki. “I’m sorry.”

“I know how it feels to be the ignored one,” she said, “I argued with my family over my brother’s condition. They let him die. Unfortunately, my parents are great manipulators and they got everyone on their side. None of the family talk to me anymore. I know I couldn’t possibly compare our situations, but I know what it feels like to be the good person, but nobody sees that and they treat you like dirt for something you didn’t do wrong. You can get through school with your close friends Suki, and you don’t have to think about the people who avoid you.”

I felt furious. I don’t know why. Everything just irritated me. “You know nothing! Don’t come over here with your sob story shit, I’m not interested!” I yelled. I definitely had the attention of the whole class as I yelled in Miss Kendrick’s face. I felt so embarrassed and so ashamed. Nobody ever yelled at Miss Kendrick, nobody was ever nasty to her or about her, and I just showed my anger. I showed people that I’m scary. This definitely won’t help the name calling, bullying and avoiding. I had no time to do anything else, so I threw my book on the floor, grabbed my bag and ran out of the classroom.

I reached the library block and hid behind it. I pulled my phone out of my bag and called my mum. “Hello?” I heard her say quietly down the phone. She sounded frightened.

“Mum, it’s me,” I said back.

“Oh, hi darling. Sorry. We’ve just had some abusive phone calls recently… anyway love, how are you?”

I gulped. I didn’t want to tell her about the bullying, or about the scenario with Miss Kendrick. “I’m ok. How are you? How is it looking with Kaito?”

“It isn’t good. The police raided the house and found bomb making equipment. They’re taking me and your father to court because they think we are involved.”

“That’s outrageous!” I yelled.

“It’s okay baby. It’s just what they’ve got to do. But don’t you worry about us, okay? You just keep studying and keep being a good girl. You’re doing us proud. You’re being so strong Suki.”

I felt myself tearing up. I haven’t been a good girl, and I haven’t been strong. I’ve been nothing but vile and weak. I told my mum I needed to go, and I hung up. I decided that I can’t afford them finding out about today’s episode or about the bullying. I opened up my mail box and sent an email to Miss Kendrick, apologising for being angry. I said I’ll tackle it, and that she has no need to worry about me.

I arranged to meet Lewis down at the cafe after his lessons. I didn’t bother going to anymore lessons today. I would never hear the end of this morning’s episode if I did. It hit 4pm, and I grabbed my bag and headed down to the cafe. As I was walking down the street, I saw the bullies stood by the lamppost. “Oh look who it is!” Becca laughed as I approached them, “it is the terrorist!”

“Imagine being that mean to Miss Kendrick,” mocked Katie, “she’s the sweetest teacher ever.”

“Only a true terrorist would be horrible to Miss Kendrick,” Graham laughed as him and Blake blocked my path.

“Get out of my way!” I screamed, trying to push past them. That’s when I felt it. I was punched in the face. It was Paige who punched me. I grabbed my face, and somebody kicked my leg. I fell to the ground.

“This is what terrorists deserve,” laughed Becca as she kicked me in the side. They all joined in. I just curled up on the floor and cried quietly. I let them hit me, kick me, beat me. I just let them get away with it. I couldn’t do anything. I could barely breathe. “And don’t you bother telling anyone about this, stupid bitch. Otherwise we will silence you permanently,” I heard Blake yell, before I felt a kick to my head, and everything went black.

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