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0	A Recipe for Pain -8-
+ 3	A Recipe For Pain -7-
+ 2	Never Come Back -2-
+ 2	A Recipe for Pain -6-
+ 3	A Recipe For Pain -5-
+ 6	A Recipe for Pain -4-
+ 2	Never Come Back -1-
+ 4	Don't Come Back -Intro-
+ 3	A Recipe for Pain -4-
+ 6	A Recipe for Pain -3-
+ 4	A Recipe for Pain -2-
+ 2	A Recipe for Pain -1-
+ 2	A Recipe For Pain -Intro-
+ 2	An Occasional Someone -5-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -4-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -3-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -2-
+ 1	An Occasional Someone -1-

To my suprise, tomorrow wasn't that bad. I wasn't tossed into the dumpster or beat up by angry cheerleaders. Everyone left me alone. A novelty. No one even seemed to notice me. I really began to like my newfound invisibility. Well, I was mostly invisible. Dante still noticed me. That could be because he seemed to be invisible too. I was suprised that he wasn't beat up by angry cheerleaders, or football players, since he was the one who had actually called Ashely the bitch. Maybe this was just the calm before the storm and they plotting something worse than usual. I guessed Dante would be getting special treatment. Poor Dante.

We talked during classes, and helped each other on our work, you know, almost as if we were normal. Which I was definetly not, wasn't sure about him. He had called Ashley a bitch and had openly spurned her, which was either exteremly brave or extremely stupid. I wasn't sure which. And as they say "Hell hath no wrath like a women scorned." Which meant that that boy was reeeaaally in for it. I was curious about his punishment, even though that was a bit mean of me. I didn't imagine it would be anything as bad as what  happened though.

Two days after that incident, Dante was missing from school and the jocks had a smugness about them. I figured that they'd embarrassed him in some way, but when I got home and saw the newspaper, I almost had a heart attack.There was an article about a boy, name of Dante Sullivan, had been viciously beaten and was in the hospital with broken ribs, a broken arm and other injuries. I put the paper down, and sat there thinking. I got up and walked out the door. I was going to go visit him, and see if he could incriminate any of the bastards who'd done this.

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