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How I Fell In Love Part 3 -- I glance up at her as I say,"I last saw him in maths. Anyway... My mum had cancer and she... She... d-d-d- she died. 3 days ago. I need someone to talk to. I thought I could talk to Jamie but he told the whole school. I'm surprised you hadn't heard it until now." She stared at me with tears in her eyes, I think she was more upset than me. OOC: sorry I will write more later

How I Fell In Love Part 2 -- I couldn't handle the words thrown at me. Constant questions about how I felt and how it happened. It's good to see people care but sometimes they just want to ruin you. Mrs Harrison excused me from lesson. I packed my bag and hurried out of the class. The whole room looked at me worriedly - except Jamie. He must have known by now that I don't like being accompanied as he didn't follow me. I don't have many friends. Jamie and Laura are the only two I can rely on. Others want to run me into the ground. Laura is a year ahead of me at school but we still hang out every lunch and break. Before I knew it it was break time! I ran to where Laura and I usually meet. "Hey Sylvie! You ok?" I really wanted to say I was but I couldn't help myself blurting out how I was really feeling. "Actually Laura, I have to tell you something." I grabbed her by the hand and ran to the darkest place in the school where nobody ever dares to trespass. "Laura, you know how my mum had..." I didn't really want to go on and say the cursed word but Laura said it for me. "Cancer? Oh Sylvie please tell me! We are best friends aren't we? Oh speaking of best friends where is Jamie?" she says quickly. -c-

How I Fell In Love I sat alert to my surroundings. I tried to focus my attention on Mrs Harrison, my math teacher but I failed every time. I could hear my name being mentioned here and then but couldn't quite join their conversation. Leaning forward, I listen deeply to the conversation. The words dug into me like a dagger as I struggled to comprehend what was being said. Sure my mum died of cancer but do they really need to spread it? I spring awake, my eyes wide open. I stare at Jamie, my best friend, and I mouth, "Did you tell them?" He seemed pretty adamant that he hadn't but I had only told him.