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READY TO RUN

17.

I sit here in English class alone, Harry messaged me telling me he would get here as soon as he could, he has to deal with Louis this morning which I understand.

My uncle is taking the class at the moment as we discuss the book 'The Scarlett letter'. I flick through the pages and ignore what he saying to the class, only because I am so tired. It doesn't help that Jess is in front of me and I catch her glaring at me every twenty seconds.

"So what do you think the Scarlet letter actually symbolises." I snap out of my day dream and see Harry walk in, he apologises to my uncle or being later and he brushes past Jess to get to me. "All good?" I whisper and he nods his head as he takes his book out. I yet again see Jess glance over at us.

My uncle is still waiting for a response from any of the students in this class. I then see Jess raise her hand, to answer the symbolism question.

"Yes Jess." My uncle says

"I think Hester set her sites on someone who was off limits, and the whole town labelled her as a scrag. Good on them I say." I just roll my eyes and her stupid response.

"Umm ok thats quite a distilled summary, but what we are are discussing what the actual Scarlett letter symbolises?" My uncle speaks. So I deicide to raise my hand.

He looks at me and nods as an indication to say my response.

"I think it symbolises how different people deal with guilt." I say and then Jess speaks up again.

"I think it symbolises not everyone has guilt. They just care about what they want. I mean Hester wore that bade like it was an honour, she didn't care she was hurting people along the way."

I then speak again. "I think she did care, but she refused other people to get her down."

"Yea because people didn't know when to back off." Harry comes to my defence.

The Jess raises her voice a bit. "So she was supposed to shut up and take it, because poor Hester was misunderstood."


"Jess." My uncles interrupts our little real life debate.

"I'm just talking about the book." Jess crosses her arms.

"So is she supposed to be the hero or the villain, because I;m just confused now." Niall randomly jumps in.

"Ok that's an interesting question Niall. What do you think?" My uncles addresses.

"HERO" Harry and I say in sync.

"VILLAIN" Jess calls out.

"Ok lets just work on your worksheets, now" My uncles seems exhausted from this all. "You three I will see after class."







The three of us in the one room together, not a good idea.

"Ok whatever is going on with the three of you stays outside the classroom please." My uncle says looking firstly at Jess.

"Why are you directing this at me, I was just discussing the book." She rolls her eyes.

"Come on Jess you and I both know that wasn't the case" See even my uncle can see how she really is.

"Sir I'm just not a fan of a lead character in a book." She glares at me.



She turns to look at me. "Look I'm sorry if you thought it was a personal attack, but it wasn't." Gosh could she be anymore fake?

"Oh no it's ok, I didn't think it was. I know it was?"

"Pardon" She raises her voice.

"hang on." My uncle steps in. "Did you not hear what she said." Jess yells.

"look sir we are sorry." Harry steps in.

Jess then stands up in rage. "Yea sorry that I was standing up for myself."

"Jess I will not take this behaviour in my classroom." My uncle says.

"But what she can say anything she wants, because she is your precious niece. Give me break" She storms out of the classroom.




"Well that was sufficiently awkward." Harry says as we walk out of school. I just lightly chuckle


"Harry hey ." He lets go of my hand and gives Linc a bro hug. "Come I'll take you my place" Linc offers.

"Umm actually Lou and I are gonna hang out mine." He takes my hand again.
"Yea change of plans, your going to be staying with me. While your sister stays with Chris from now on." Linc says.

"It's fine, go sort it out." I let go of Harry's hand and peck his lips. "Call me later." I smile at him.

"Umm yea ok" He says looking a bit t confused.




"Still no word from Jake?" My uncle asks me at the dinner table. I get up angrily and call him.

"Oh hey Lou, look something is important has come up, I won't make dinner sorry." Before I can respond he hangs up.

What the hell is with him lately?

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