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Chapter 15 – Kitty

It had been three days since Denise had ‘stolen’ my phone. I was in the library again with Jonah, Jude, Aiden, and Blake. We were playing cheater this time.

“Three Queens,” Jude said placing his cards on the pile.

“One Jack,” Blake said as he followed Jude move

“CHEAT!” Jonah yelled loudly causing the other people around us to glance briefly in our direction.

“How did you know?” Blake asked as he took the entire pile of cards.

“I have all the Jacks,” Jonah replied grinning.

“Screw you,” Blake said in response causing us all to laugh.

“Katarina.” I heard someone say from behind me.

I turned to see Denise. “Have you come to steal anything else of mine?” I asked harshly.

Denise broke eye connect with me. “I just want to talk.”

I sighed as I got up, leaving my hand of cards on the table. “If any of you look at my cards, I will kill you,” I warned the boys before following Denise to a quiet corner of the library.

“What do you want” I demanded.

“To say I’m sorry,” Denise said.

“What?” I asked in surprise.

“I’m sorry” Denise repeated. “For everything, for making fun of you, for stealing your towel in year nine, for everything I ever did to Maya. I know saying sorry doesn’t change what I did and what happen, but I am really sorry.” She looked down at her hands. “Especially about Maya.”

“Why did you do it?” I asked.

She raised her head and looked me in the eye. “Do you remember when I came to this school at the start of year nine?”

I nodded not fully understanding where this story was going.

“Well, do you also remember my reasons for switching schools?” Denise asked.

“You parents thought your friends at your old school were a bad influence on you,” I answered her.

When Denise had first come all, she did was tell stories of what she and her friends at her old school had gotten up to. They had waged class a large number of times to go to the shopping centre next to the school, all the underage drinking she had done at parties she had attended and, of course, the sex. So according to Denise, that was why her parents had moved her from public school and into a private school.

“I lied,” Denise admitted. “I was just trying to look cool. I switch school to get away from bullies.”

I looked at her in surprise.

“I was overweight as a child. School was hell for me because of it. They used to call me Little Miss Fatty Piggy. I hated every minute of it. During the summer holidays after year eight, I lost most of my baby fat, and I begged my parents to let me change schools. I just wanted to start over. So invented stories that make me appear cool and popular. When Angelica gave a chance to join her group I took it because I was scared. I was afraid I would become the victim again.”

“I forgive you,” I told her.

“Really,” she replied.

“It doesn’t mean that I think what you did was right, just that I understand why you did it,” I explained.

Denise smiled at me. “Why does Angelica hate you so much?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” I told her. “Do you want to play cheater?”

“No thank-you. I need to find Amelia,” Denise said as she walked off. I watched her leave before heading back to my friends.

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