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Christina,’ the teacher calls across the room.
‘Chris.’ Her friend nudges her.
‘Chris.’ Everyone who has been watching her – and everyone has been watching her – utter her name, savouring it in their mouths like a forbidden fruit.
Christina has not been concentrating. She rarely does but today has been much worse than most.
Eventually though, she looks away from her dark contemplations and nods.
The teacher does not comment. Staff-room rumours travel fast – practically when a girl’s recent ex is the son of the Deputy Head.
‘Read on,’ he states. ‘Page 12.’
The class are looking forward to this. Christina’s attitude may be ‘don’t-care’, but damn that girl can read.
It is a passage about anger and hate and pain: human emotion displayed in a manner Christina would never attempt.
She has learned, over the years, that crying doesn’t make you cool.
It is around the fifth line that a tear rolls down her cheek.
On the sixth line two more betray her trust in them to stay like a glass layer balanced between her eyelashes, making themselves known to the general public.
Three words later and she sniffs, sliding smoothly back to another tortured soul’s words, now spitting them out like the carbs she shoved aside at lunch.
Her voice becomes heavy, weighed down with the years of emotion she kept locked inside, but still not so much as a pause although she is crying in earnest now, her carefully constructed mask broken wide apart.
One paragraph and she is a puddle but no-one makes a sound. Her words, clear as her soul, lay heavy on their own tongues, daring them to so much as breathe.
Three paragraphs and she speeds up as the words take on passion, yelling them out as if anyone really cares. In her own hazy world she can’t help wondering if anyone’s even noticed that she’s sobbing her heart out by now.
Then the page is over and she stops, nearly breaking her teeth on the last defiant syllable.
There is silence for a heartbeat – and in that one heartbeat the girl sitting beside her, widely acknowledged as her best friend, makes a decision.
She turns her back ever so slightly, at once protecting herself from Christina’s tears – and protecting Christina from the rest of the class, who are openly trying not to look.
Go on, her protective expression challenges. Just you try.
And no-one quite dares.
Christina sweeps her hand across her face, now biting her lip almost sheepishly as her friend turns her glare to the teacher, braving him.
He inclines his head; a truce.
He addresses the friend. ‘Read on,’ he says. ‘Page 12.’
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