“So, tell us about yourself.” Sandra said to the new girl who was completely quiet but smiling just to not be rude to them.

“I’m Clara Danvers, I come from a small town in Pennsylvania. I lived there with my dad and my brother, my mom left when I was eight. Pretty much I am just your average girl.” Clara responded.

“Welcome to M. U. We really hope that you’d enjoy your stay with us here, this is where your potential will develop and exceed from being good to better.” Ryan, the teacher said. Clara smiled and nodded her head as she walked back to her seat.

Clara sat down and just opened her notebook, grabbing her pen and started writing the notes on the board that she hadn't finished writing down because she needed to introduce herself in front of the class. Everyone in the class seemed pretty chill but some of them started whispering while she was introducing herself in the class, she can’t blame them after all she used to date the girl who ruined everyone’s lives, including hers.

Her mind suddenly wanders back to her painful memories with that girl.

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FLASHBACK…

“I’m tired of this, Quinton. I’m tired of catching your ass over and over again. Then, you’d make promises that you’ll end up breaking over and over again too. I’m done.” Clara said.

“No, you don’t understand. I’m trying to make this work, please?” Quinton replied. Grabbing Clara’s wrists to which Clara yanked it.

“No, I really don’t understand anymore. Why are you like this? Is this how you love a person? Tormenting them? Please just go away, leave!” Clara said, begging the girl to leave.

“Please Clara.” Quinton pleaded.

“Fucking no! I am not like your exes! If Beatrice had to endure it all but me, I can’t. I regret this, I regret it all that I have spent with you. If I only knew you were going to hurt me like this, imagine the pain Beatrice had felt thinking you are the perfect one when in fact, you are just another bitch who can’t stop herself itching when you can’t have everyone wrapped around your finger and control them. So I am fucking begging you, leave me alone!” Clara shouted. The tears running down from her eyes kept pouring down and it won’t be stopping any time soon, she could feel her heart aching as she reminisced the memories she had spent with Quinton.

She watches Quinton giving up and walking out of her room, Clara found herself collapsing down on the floor as she cried out loud. Placing her hand on her chest, trying to ease the pain but it really didn’t work. All she knew was she was broken, so broken. She dialed the only number that would help her out even so, they were enemies at some point because of what Clara did.

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END OF FLASHBACKS.

“Miss Danvers, are you alright?” Mr. Ryan asked. Clara was lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize.

“Yes I am.” Clara replied, smiling at the teacher who continued discussing. Clara let out a sigh as she continued writing down her notes.

The bell rang, the class discussion just ended at the perfect timing. She wanted to talk to Beatrice for a long time but she couldn't, Beatrice changed her number, her social medias were all shut down and she couldn't reach her.

She left the classroom and proceeded to go back to her dorm room since that was her last subject and she needed to rest. Clara just walked through the hallway, being conscious of whoever is going to look at her.

She quickly headed to the dorm building where she successfully got in her room, a room that she is staying alone in, since her father had suggested to the school to give her a room just for her own. Clara found herself locking her doors and then laying down on the bed after dropping her bag down. She sighed out loud and stared at the ceiling, just like Beatrice her mind was fixed with different thoughts that will eventually drive you crazy.