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Author's note: It's been nearly two and a half years since I updated, but I finally read it all again and got chapter 11 bashed out... hope someone out there is still reading.

"Argh! Come on Darren, for me?" I plead, trying not to look ridiculous as I wield last week's copy of the school newspaper threateningly. "Just tell our side of things and that lot out there," I shot a glare towards the door, "will leave us alone. Honestly, I can't believe they listened to Trish over us!"

Darren looks at me like he's contemplating a speedy escape via the ceiling skylight. "Er...well...I'd like to help but...well you saw what happened to the last guy who crossed Brock Lesnar."

"Yes! I did! And that's why you can't let Trish fool everyone into thinking her and Brock are the victims here!"

Darren sinks lower in his chair, watching the newspaper in my hand warily. "I..I'd like to help you guys, Amy. But Trish's dad is my dad's boss... I can't risk it."

"But I can." Darren raises an eyebrow and looks at me warily.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll write it. I'll take the fall, it'll be worth it to tell the truth." I babble. "Please, Darren, you have to let me."

Darren bites his lip and looks at me apologetically. "I'm sorry Amy, but I can't help you."

I curse under my breath, clearly this 'asking nicely' business isn't very effective. Oh well, time for plan B.

"Oh, I think you can." I tell him, narrowing my eyes. "Because if you don't, I might be forced to tell Daisy, you know my friend Daisy, don't you?-" I lower my voice, "I might just let slip to Daisy what Chloe and I walked in on you and Madeline Lewis doing at the Spring Dance. Madeline's boyfriend is the state junior karate champion, isn't he? Oh dear, he might not be too happy with you.."

"Wait!" Darren pales. "I'll do it, I'll let you run your story."

I grin. "Thanks Dar, knew I could count on you."

Feeling rather pleased with myself, I turn and leave the school newspaper office, for once rather glad of the fact that I was best friends with the biggest gossip and chatterbox in the entire school.

The only thing that keeps me sane throughout the say is the thought that by tomorrow everyone will know the truth. Although, I discover, this knowledge is little comfort when your Maths class decide to avenge 'poor little Trish' by throwing paper aeroplanes at you for the ENTIRE lesson. Matt isn't there to tell them to bugger off, so I do it myself and get ignored. Then Trish pipes up with 'It means so much that you're all on my side, I know who my real friends are now.' I pretend to vomit.

Throughout the day it feels increasingly like Lunchtime will NEVER arrive and as a result the moment the bell rings at the end of fourth period, I jump up and punch the air, earning myself some strange looks from my classmates. I ignore them all and run the the canteen to find Chloe, Daisy and Matt and tell them what I've done.

Ten minutes later, after using four plastic trays to make myself a shield for the random bits of food that kept being thrown at our table, I am finally able to tell the others what I've managed to do.

"Brilliant!" exclaims Daisy. "She deserves it, the evil bitch."

Chloe nods in agreement. "Her and Brock need to pay for what they did to Jeff."

Matt doesn't say anything for a while, just sits and smiles. When he finally does respond, his words are my favourite of all.

"Amy? Have I told you recently that you're amazing?"

After Lunch, I skip last period and head straight home to write my article – Darren had told me that if I wanted it in tomorrow's paper it had to me emailed to him by four in the afternoon, which gave me about two hours to write down everything that had happened between Trish and I in the past few days.

I head straight to my bedroom when I get home and switch on my computer. After staring at blank screen for what feels like an eternity, I begin to type.

My name is Amy Dumas, and this is the story of my so called 'life'.

A week ago, everything was, by my standards at least, fine. True, I was single and my best friend treated me like crap but there was nothing out of the ordinary going on. Then, suddenly, everything was brilliant. I had a boyfriend, I was in the school play and I finally had friends who appreciated me.

Then Trish happened...

A/N

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