To the side is Tiffany >>>>>>>>>>>>>

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Tiffany's POV:

"Tiffany, Tiffany wake up."

Huh! What? Where am I?

"Miss Veyne, if you don't wake up this instant you will have an afternoon detention! This is not the first time you have fallen asleep in my class either." Ms Solace says with an annoyed tone.

Wait Ms Solace. That means I'm in school and not only school but math. I slowly open my eyes and raise my head to see that in fact it is Ms Solace staring down at me with an angry glare.

"Sorry Ms! Won't happen again!" I tell her in panic and she shakes her head, tutting at me.

"Miss Veyne. I don't think that would ever be possible since you do it in most of my classes." she says shaking her head, "If you ever want to get your grades up then I'd suggest you stop falling asleep in my classes." 

"Yes Ms." I say with a gulp and she nods and turns walking back to the board.

"Right, so class would someone like to volunteer to do this equation for me." she looks around carefully, avoiding any hands already put up purposely, "Miss Venye, your up." she smirks, that evil smirk teachers do when they think you can't answer the question.

I head to my locker for forth period to see that I have creative writing. I guess you could say it's boring... well most of my classes are boring, this is school duh. Anyways it's just common sense and this was a selective class and I choose it cause I like writing about anything really. But I don't think I'd make a career out of it though.

I walk to class at my own pace and just as I arrive the bell rings for class to start. I take my seat waiting for my teacher Mr Trench to arrive, since he is always at least a couple minutes late and boy am I right today. So I just rest my head on my desk.

As soon as he arrives to class sir puts his books down on his desk and faces us.

"Ok class. Today and for the rest of the school year we will be having a new student joining us. So please be nice." As soon as he says this, a tall guy with brown almost black hair walks in. The whispers of the students are also heard, most probably the girls.

"This is Kyle Conaway." Sir looks around the class and suddenly looks at me. I turn around to see if he was looking at the person behind me but sadly there was nothing but a blank wall. "You will be seated next to Tiffany Veyne." 

My eyes suddenly widen, did he just say this Kyle guy is going to sit by me? I could already feel eyes burning the sides of my head. Probably from Celeste's group, the populars. 

As soon as he reaches my desk, I smile politely.

"Hi. I'm Tiffany, nice to meet you!" I say. Kyle looks at me strangely but I ignore his rude remark, he shrugs and sits beside me. 

"I'm Kyle." he says in a flat tone.

Very rude indeed.

He reaches the back of his neck, from my peripheral vision I notice the muscle in his arm flex. I gulp and concentrate on what our teacher is saying about how writing about our personal experiences helps us be a better writer cause we already know what the situation is like. 

Taking down notes I notice something odd, Kyle was glancing at me when I wasn't looking (or thought so) and he wasn't taking down notes. Not my problem anyways.

Rinnngggggggg

"Class. Make sure you do that essay by next lesson. You may be the one having to read it to the class." he mentions and my eyes widen, read to the class. But I wouldn't expect any less from Mr Trench.

"Oh and Tiffany!" I look up at sir cautiously, "Make sure you show Kyle around the school." He says with a simple small smile pointed at Kyle. My mouth drops open slightly.

You've got to be kidding me! Why me! 

"Wait. What?..." I pause taking in what he just said, "But I'm busy!" I argue, I didn't want to show him around since I'm already dead meat for him being seated by me and now I have to be his personal tour guide too. No freaking way in hell!!

"I'll do it!" Celeste offers in her sweet tone. She is the ringleader of the popular group and any guy she wants, she gets.

"No. I asked Miss Veyne not you Miss Goldwirth. Tiffany just do as your told for once." he says slamming his folder shut.

"But sir, I-" Before I can complain he leaves the classroom. Celeste is still standing beside me giving me death glares,

"Well, you could always say that Tiffany did take you on the tour and I'll actually show you the whole school."

"I bet you'll show him a lot more then the school." I mumble, but she heard me and burns holes in my head with her eyes.

"No, sorry Celeste. Maybe next time." Kyle says with a wink, making her bat her lashes and gives him a piece of paper (I'm sure it has her booty call number on it).

"Hurry up, Conaway. I don't have time to mess about." I say annoyed and turn around only to hear him say,

"It's Kyle to you." 

"And this is the art rooms." I say with a sigh as we enter the final room of our tour. I soon turn around to see that Kyle is no where to be freaking seen. 

That stupid idiot. I was sure he was here a minute ago. He must of snuck off or he got lost, damn him.

"Kyle freaking Conaway, where the hell did you run off too?" I mumble to myself.

I walk down the halls looking like an idiot looking for Kyle who better not have gone home, cause I swear if he went home I'm soo going to-

"Conaway!" I call out once I see where he is, but I didn't realise his booty call would be standing in front of him with her arms wrapped around his neck. 

"Oh, Tiffany. I didn't realise you were still here. Well anyways, I'll be going home now. Bye." he says grabbing Celeste's hand and taking a step forward.

"Oh, no you freaking don't Conaway. I still need to show you the rest of the freaking school! You should have just asked for Celeste's tour instead of wasting my freaking time." I say infuriated with him, he whispers something to Celeste making her giggle and walk away to the parking lot. 

Suddenly my back fiercely hits a cold wall. Ouch. What the hell? Standing in front of me is Kyle with his arm just above my head. Oh so he is a player. I feel my cheeks redden at the close proximity of his face near mine. My body starts to feel... weird and my heart is racing. That's not normal.

"What do you think your doing Kyle?" I let out and he shrugs, I try to push him back, keyword try. "Get off me!" 

Kyle finally removes his hand and walks away, "Your not worth my time anyway." He calls back with such emotionless words.

That jerk! What the hell was that all about anyways? 

That guy, he is trouble. and I have to keep a mental note to stay away from him.

Rinnnngggggggg.

Hearing the final school bell I panic.

If I don't leave now I'm going to be late for soccer. So I practically run as fast as I could to reach the field on time.

"Tiffany. Your late!" My soccer coach says and I smile at her sheepishly,

"Sorry, I got held back at school." I say placing my bag down, taking a sip of water and joining the rest of the girls.

"Just please don't let it happen again." she says sternly and turns to the group, "Ok, forty push up and two laps around the field." she blows the whistle, "Go!" 

With that, everyone is down on the ground doing push ups. I start off and as I keep going my pace fastens. 

Thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, forty. With that I'm on my feet running at a fast pace around the large field.

"Girls, your next match is next Saturday so you girls really need to show me you can win. Its not just a game, it's the game to say who is going to the finals or not. So I need you to practice as much as you can when you go home this week. Forty push ups a day, and if you get a chance go for a run." Coach Summers tells us as we're about to leave the field. We all nod with small smiles and head for the change rooms, drinking what's left in my bottle of water.

Once I'm changed into my normal clothes I head home and hear my phone ringing, to see it is my mom ringing me,

"Hello?" 

"Hey sweetie, I was wondering if you can stop by the shops and grab me a bottle of milk, something for dinner and a chocolate bar for your sister." Mom asks through the call and I smile nodding to myself,

"Sure, I just finished practice so I'll go now." I tell her and she reply's with a thanks and I bade goodbye and hang up.

Walking to the shops take a few minutes since it's only five minutes down the road from the field. Sadly I don't drive, I have my licence but I only use it for emergency's since I don't own a car. Anyways I like the feel of the wind in my hair and the smell of fresh air as I walk places.

As I enter the store I turn my head slightly feeling someone's eyes burning the back of my head but when I turn no one is there. Probably nothing, but I'm paranoid from the smallest things.

I quickly grab the things my mom asked for along with something for dinner which I choose pumpkin soup, something healthy and my mom's specialty. Once all is paid for I head home, the sky is now turning darker and I can spot a few stars here and there along with a half moon to the left of the sky.

I continue walking home that is until I start to feel a burning pain in my chest. I always get pains there although these days they seem to get even worse. The doctor told me a few months back that she couldn't find anything wrong with me and just to take some pain killers for it, and I have this strange feeling that this is way more serious than last time. 

I pause in my track putting my hand where the pain is breathing in and out a few times but the pains not doing anything, my breathing is making it worse. But I need to get home so I keep going with the burning still in my chest.

"I'm home!" I call through the house dropping everything by the door and going straight to the medicine cabinet to get the pain killers cause the burning is still there.

"Tiffany! Are you ok sweetie?" Mom asks me with a worried look on her face with Claire behind her,

"Tiffy!" Claire says with a small smile playing on her lips, I attempt to smile back but just can't, I quickly pop the pills from the pain killer packet and swallow them without water, rushing to the kitchen to get a cup of water and swallow to get the pill working faster and to get the disgusting taste out of my mouth, bleh.

"Tiffany, sweetie are you ok?" My mother repeats and I nod slowly,

"I'll be fine, just that chest pain again. It's probably nothing. Now can we start making dinner I'm hungry." I tell her and she nods slowly,

"Sure, but you need to rest missy so go up to your room. I really doubt the pain is nothing, I'm calling the doctors and booking an appointment right away. I'll call you when dinner is ready." she tell me looking slightly worried and I nod,

"Ok, I have homework to do anyways. I left the stuff by the door." 

"Did you get me a chocolate bar?" My sister asks in her cute tone, she is only seven.

"Sure did sis." I say bending down and giving her a hug and kiss her slightly on the top of her head,

"Yay! Thank you!" she says hugging me back.

"It's in the bag by the door. I'll be in my room." I tell them. Mom nods with a smile but I can tell she's worried about me. 

I quickly rush to the door and grab my bag, then head upstairs.

What can I write about? Soccer, no. A girl and a boy being in love, no too cliche. A girl that lives in a fantasy world who wants to escape her own, maybe but that will take a while to write about. Hmm... oh that's it, I can write about a brave teenage girl who has cancer and writes a bucket list of the things she wants to do before she dies. That could be easy but I have to put emotion into the story and it might take some time. 

Oh come on Tiffany, this is due tomorrow. Think.

My mind soon goes into super thinking mode until another shot of pain rises to my chest again. Damn this stupid pain, something is most definitely wrong with me. I ignore the pain for the time being and then another thought came to mind, what if I write about a...

Got it.

Sitting at my table waiting for Mr Trench to arrive is really annoying cause he just loves to take his time. Hearing footsteps walk down the aisle to my table I don't look up,  just continue resting my head on my table. 

"Tiff." he greets me. 

The jerk is back. Great. 

"So what did you write about?" he asks me,

I keep my mouth shut and continue resting my head on my arms on the table.

"Tiff." Silence. "Tiffany." Silence. "Tiffany, now your just being me-"

"What the hell do you want Conaway?" I snap, glaring at him so bad my eyes could pop out any minute.

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to know what you wrote about, that's all." 

I sigh heavily really annoyed now.

"You didn't do you homework, did you?" I ask him and he just shrugs, "Just don't talk to me." 

"We-"

"Good morning class. I hope everyone did their homework." I hear a few groans coming from some directions, "And first to go up is," his eyes scan the classroom and then he looks at me, "Tiffany." 

Now it's my turn to groan. So I stand up and tell the class my story about a girl who lost something but she didn't know what it was, and through her journey she gets clues to what she lost but still doesn't remember, so in the end she finds out what she lost was her memories from her past. She wanted to remember and so she did.

"So, like amnesia of something?" One guy, Lucas says sarcastically and I glare at him,

"I guess you could say that." I say sitting down on my chair.

"Well done Tiffany. That was a well written story you have there, can you bring it down here so I can mark it." he says and so I do. 

The rest of the day went as usual, lunch was boring since my good friend wasn't here today so I was all alone but that's the norm with us. If one of us is away the other is alone. So I just ate a quickly snack and went to the library to finish all my homework. Ms Solace asks me to do more math equations on the board and Kyle annoys the hell out of me in history, yes he also takes modern history with me and he sits behind me. What a joy, note the sarcasm. 

On my way home, I feel the same as yesterday. Like someone is watching my every move, so I turn my head but nothing... again, and suddenly the pain comes back. I breathe in and out just hoping for the best until I get home.

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A/N:

I hope you like this version of MSP. I wanted to make it better and longer for you all to enjoy. I'll try my best for fast updates but I can't promise anything since I'm also writing and editing two other books. But I'll try not to let you down and update at least once every one to two weeks. 

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