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         Delta was sat alone on a bench wearing skinny jeans knee high converse and a black lace top. She isn't that emo fashion wise but the scars on her wrists and arms tell a sad story. She glanced around her. "Heya bitch." A girl laughed walking past her. Delta looked at her "you think I'm the bitch around here?" She asked. "Actually yeah I do." The girl replied. "Well so what who cares?" Delta replied. "Oh shut up your mother didn't want you she was probably a pro-" A hard slap came across the girls face. "Don't you say anything about my mother!" She threatened. Then she saw the girl smile and looked over her shoulder it was only the headmaster. "Oh shit."