Anastacia's face is a little puffy, her nose is red and she is shaking while walking home but she doesn't cry, although she loves crying for normal reasons there's no way she is not going to give Iara the satisfaction of making her cry two times, one was enough. She hates when people yell at her, for some reason, it always triggers an emotional reaction.

Usually she would not walk home, but she finds it relaxing, there's something so uneventful on the act of walking that it helps her gather her thoughts, she was opening up to Iara because she felt bad, it was fun while they worked together and it was kind of cute the way her face got all red when she messed up a simple dance move, the way her whole body would would shake when she laughed and how she bites her bottom lip when she is concentrating in something.

"She sucks." It's what she decided after spending a full day with the tattooed girl. It was all Iara's plan, she got the cheerleader to lower her guard and when she saw the opportunity she hit Anastacia where it hurt. She was going to leave all of this behind because she felt bad, now she wants to get her revenge, nobody gets to play her like that. But after remembering what Iara said about suicide she once again tries to forget about the anger and promises herself not to do anything about her "enemy"

When she gets home, after a one hour walk, she opens the door lazily and closes it behind her. She was lost in her own mind but the sound of the door immediately wakes her up, her posture is instantly fixed and her body freezes. For a second it feels like time is not moving forward, she hears the heavy thuds of her father's footsteps, slowly getting louder as he approaches the stairs and she tries her best not to show any kind of emotion in her face. Michael's voice fills the room, filled with disappointment and a hidden anger.

"Can I not get a single night to rest without you being a bother? All I ask you is to be silent when I'm home, is it that hard?" Anastacia's face gets a little red whe she looks down slowly, she shakes her head no and she quietly answers while her father goes down the stairs.

"Sorry, father... it was an accident, I jus–" She gets interrupted by the sharp voice of her father once again teaching her a lesson.

"There is no such thing as accidental sin." He saw her rolling her eyes at the mantra she hears pretty much every week her whole life. He moves closer and in an instant her face is burning with the pain of getting slapped.

Michael backhandedly slapped her, Anastacia's cheek burns with the pain, she feels the ache in her face and she doesn't know the reason her face is burning hot, maybe it's embarrassment, pain or anger, she just knows she wishes she was somewhere else.

"Never disrespect your father like that. Honor thy father and thy mother." His voice feels perfectly set for a lecture, it has the right amount of tone, emotion and projection, but this time instead of speaking loudly he is screaming and instead of the love he shows in the church there's only anger at the disrespect Anastacia showed. She already knows why her father has stopped talking, it's her turn to speak the robotic words she always says.

"Sorry, father. Could... Could you please keep going?" Her eyes are staring at the floor so she doesn't know if her father actually forgave her, but when another hit doesn't come she feels confident enough to look up, she manages to hide her disgust when she looks at her father face, he is still young, he is a 6'1 man with a muscular body his hair is painted black and his beard has some white spots he has gentle eyes that Anastacia learned to hate how fake they seem, maybe it's because he never looks at her like that. He goes back to his first point normally.

"Just as I was saying, there's no accidental sin. Your flesh is corrupt, your nature is sinful. You desire sinful things, your heart desires sinful things, so it's no accident when those desires come to the surface. It's your job and your duty to repent and avoid it. Understood?"

"Yes father, can I go to my room?" She imagines if her father actually knows her real voice, the real her he has never seen, but does he believe she always speaks like she is scared? Does he think that she whispers with friends in school? Does he assume she never smiles? Does he care that she hates every second she spends at home?

"Yes. But you should ask for forgiveness, the Lord awaits."

"Yes father."

Anastacia does not ask for forgiveness when she gets to her room. She feels like someone is using a drill in her brain everytime she moves. She is used to headaches when people yell at her but this time it feels even stronger. She lays down in her bed taking out her phone with one hand and massaging the side of her head with the other. She sighs, opening her notes going straight to the "No country for tattooed women." looking at all the ideas and plans The Trio tried to come up to destroy the little reputation Iara has.

Shove her face in the toilet.
"That's too violent and hard to do, and Josh doesn't like the school bathroom."

Share a rumor she had sex with ten boys and eleven girls.
"She is already getting dirty looks and getting ignored and she doesn't mind it, that wouldn't work... and why is Josh so specific?"

Get her expelled.
"Am i dumb? If she gets expelled we won't be able to see her struggle while getting bullied."

Do something bad to Lili. (Think about what bad means)
"That's way to.... wait..."

When she read the last one, she finally understood, for someone that thrives while being just someone in the crowd of students there's nothing worse than taking the center stage and having the whole school looking at you.

"Yes, Yes, Lily is forgetful, introverted, stupid and invisible. I turned Iara into the same thing. But I forgot what was done to her and could only see what still needs to be done, God! She was smart. If we look back at it, Iara does not mind being alone with Lily, so if what has been done does not make her suffer, something very different needs to be done."

With a little more happiness and way less pain she starts to work. She goes on her fake instagram getting the only picture of Iara she could use for formal reasons, she opens the first random image editor she could find and she laughs with the knowledge she is going to throw Iara under the bus, metaphorically.

The next day Iara and Lily meet each other in the gates of St Damian, both wearing the same uniforms as everyone but somehow they feel underdressed, Lily has bags under her eyes because she didn't have time to do her makeup, Iara's eyes are a swollen her face puffy and she has a runny nose, Lily is the first one to say.

"How did you fuck up? Because I fucked up so hard you can call me like, fucking, man, fuck, I don't know man, like yeah..." Lily feels too sad to try and think of someone that could fit the joke and Iara feels a little happier that her friend is still herself even after hanging out with Carol for a day.

"I yelled at Anastacia, drank wine with vodka and cried because I was really angry, you?" She is not telling the whole truth, the only reason she was crying was because she felt bad for being an asshole to the cheerleader, but Lily doesn't need to know that.

Lily furrows her brows and closes her eyes while she passes the trio, she holds her breath and whispers slowly.

"Ok that's normal, you get angry a lot." She ignores the offended "oh" that Iara lets out. "I was working in the library with Carol, and she... she made a joke about my acting and I... I said "That's so funny chica" yeah..."

Anastacia doesn't hide her laughter when Lily covers her face with her hands, she is getting red just remembering what happened, Iara is getting red from laughing too much, maybe she should've answered Lily's texts because she always finds a way to make her happier. Iara finally composes herself saying.

"Why did you call her that?"

"I don't know!!!! It just came out because she is from Cuba and I tried to like, have something in common or something !" Anastacia stops laughing and looks confused at her friend before saying.

"That's racist, and she is Mexican, not Cuban." It's Lily's turn to look confused at her friend.

"It was not racist, but she did get at me, even after I tried explaining I took five years of spanish. and I think I would know the nationality of someone I have known for four years"

"You have a point, but I saw the mexican flag in her bag" She shrugs opening the door to their classroom, she does feel a little different, she does not want to face Anastacia after blowing up on her yesterday, but the feeling of being watched overcomes the anxiety of meeting the cheerleader. Lily also seems to realize that there's way more people looking at them than normal because it's possible to feel the worry in her voice as she whispers to Iara.

"Please tell me you didn't yell anything too evil to Anastacia, please" Iara does get a bit offended that Lily thinks she would say something offensive to another person, she did say it, but evil is a little excessive in her opinion.|

"I didn't, they probably just have a new strategy on ignoring us or something so shut up and come."' She takes Lily's hand and takes her to two chairs in the first row. "Last time we took our sweet time we had to sit with one monster and one henchmen"

"henchwoman"

"I hate you."

Iara smiles sarcastically at Lily but the smile fades almost immediately when she seems the Trio walking in, Anastacia looks happy, Carol looks content, except when her eyes meet Lily's and the brazilian narrows her eyes trying her best to show how angry she is, Josh seems to be neutral he just reads a page while not looking up. They slowly approach a confused Iara and an anxious Lily. Anastacia's voice fills the room and even though she is in front of the girls she talks to the whole classroom.

"Guys!!! Guys!! I know you all wanted me to prepare the anniversary of the school party and afterparty, but these two had other plans." She points at the two girls in front of her. Lily rethinks if going to conversation therapy is really that bad. "They got to the director first, and even after talking to him he said they insisted that I could not work with them. I hope you're happy."

When she finally looks down at Iara the girl is already getting up, she doesn't know what is happening but there's probably a lot of responsibilities she has to do. And she hates having unnecessary work to do. She tries to maintain her neutral tone but everyone can hear the indignation in her voice.

"Did you hurt your head in cheer practice? Cause I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about?" She hates that this made Anastacia smile, when the realization that she played exactly how Anastacia wanted it the cheerleader is already taking the flier in Josh's hands and shoving it against Iara's chest.

"You tell me. You were the one that spread this thing all over school."

Iara looks at the paper in her hands, her mouth opens when she sees herself and Lily, it's one of the pictures she posted on her instagram last week, they are both wearing the school uniform and have books spread across the bed, they also had a joint in Lily's fingers but that was cut out of the picture, she reads the text on the side and she can her feel the anger rising up from her heart and spreading across all her body.

Don't you want to talk to us?
Don't worry we are REALLY available
Don't be shy.
You can text this instagram for complaints and suggestions.
@Iara
Or you can talk to us, Iara or Lily, in the halls, we would love to help.
SIncerely the Committee of Parties at St Damian.
Our first party is going to be the St Damian anniversary.

Iara looks at Anastacia, looks at the paper, looks at the smile the cheerleader has, looks at Lily hiding her face in a facepalm, looks at the flier and looks at the classroom before muttering quietly.

"fuck."