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    – (Chapter: Chapter Two)

    Throwing her stuff down she started to get changed herself, i began to carry on changing too but i couldnt help but lok over at her. Maddison was talking about what had just happened but i switched off as i watched Ashley out of the corner of my eye, hoping no-one would notice. She took off her wife beater revealing a tattoo on her back, it was a cross with angel wings at the sides. On the cross there was a blonde guy in jeans and a cardigan but i couldnt figure out who as she put a white wifebeater on over it.

    "Spencer what are you looking at her for?"

    "i wasnt looking at her Maddison, i was intrigued by her tattoos"

    "Since she got off the drugs and alcohol her new things is tattoos, she saidshe loves the pain and sensation of getting them done. The minute she has had one done and its healed she is booking another one, she is covered in them since our dad died"

    I looked back over at Ashley and then back at Kyla, even though she would never admit it she really cared for Ashley and was worried about her. Whenever she spoke about about Ashley a softness would show in her eyes, i dont think anyone else noticed but Kyla was my best friend and i knew her more than anyone else did. We all headed into the gym to see what we would be doing in todays lesson, unfortunetly it is softball. A few of the girls sighed and we slowly made our way outside to the field, we got a woof whistle off the lads as we headed out, smiling we waved the the boys and carried on towards the field.

    Ashley walked behind us with her ipod on, not really caring about the boys or us. We set up to play and two teams were picked, I was on Kyla’s team with Ashley and six others who complained about Kyla’s choice with Ashley but she ignored them. Maddison had Chelsea and seven others on their team, we flipped a coin to see who would go first. Maddison was so sure her team would win, but she had been wrong.

    After the game which our team won, we headed back inside to get showered and changed, the whole time Maddison was saying how we shouldnt of won and it was only because Ashley was still on the drugs so she was high when playing. Kyla tried to defend Ashley but Maddison wouldnt listen and said how Kyla knew all along and that is why she picked Ashley,

    "Oi! leave her alone"

    "Or what Davies…Your a drugged up cheat and she knows it"

    Maddison squared up to Ashley, next thing we know they were fighting . Maddison does the ‘bitch fight’ moves were Ashley was going for it hoping to hurt Maddison, me and a few others tried to pull them apart but ut was a hopeless. In the struggle i got hit with pain suddenly shooting through my nose, my hands covered in blood i sat down watching as the fight coninued, Kyla helping with some tissue to stop the bleeding.

    soon the teachers came running through, the football and basket ball coach coming in to pull the two apart. I got sent to the nurse to get my nose looked at and gave me some painkillers, writing me a note she sent me home and told me to get it checked out tomorrow if it gets worse. I got my stuff and went to the receptionist and she called me a taxi home, i didnt want to deal with Aidens questions so i went home on my own. Once i got back and in the house i head upstairs and run myself a bath, getting init i just lay there relaxing trying to get my head around the day i had.

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