Chapter 6 My New Friend And The Cafeteria Brawl

• Bianca’s POV:
• My bogus blouse had gotten dusty and partially soaked with sweat and streaming tears. I hid in the classroom closet, weeping and wondering what my life would become when I was not being able to express myself to the people I cared about. Funnily, no one cared about me as much as my mother, whom I suspected about something that might sound petty.
• The school bell rang for classes, but I grudgingly sought my class and walked over there. The only visible injury I had was the swell on my face as a result of the impact of the push. It was slightly red and catchy. When teachers or members of staff asked me about the swell on my head, I told them that it was an accident from home because of the fear I had for the quadruplets. I promised myself that I’d reveal it to the principal when she saw me again: she knew I didn’t have a swell.