"Here's my number. No need to ask. I know bad girls value their pride," Drew said.

That's it. This guy is about to get his ass kicked.

"How dare you, you arrogant smug bastard!" I snap. "Go back to the hell-hole you crawled out of!"

I pick up my yoghurt and dump it on his head.

There.

"Oh no you don't, bitch," Drew takes Leah's Coke and chucks it on me.

Within a minute we had covered each other and (accidentally) my friends in cafeteria food. All too soon had the football coach and basketball coach arrived to separate us.

☆☆☆

"I cannot believe you two! Second day you spend here and already you start making trouble. I asked you nicely to cooperate but you both ignored me!" stormed Principal Rivers.

Yeah you guessed it. We were in the principal's office. Fun times.

"I will be contacting both your parents and I hope for your sakes they are in a better mood than I am. Furthermore, you both have a week of detention after school. Today you will clean the cafeteria and then for the 4 remaining days you will clean classroom desks or help Coach Daniels set up for football practices."

"Yes, Principal Rivers," Drew and I mumble.

Mr Rivers sighed, "I really expected more from you guys. If you keep this up then I will be your worst nightmare. Understood?"

"Yes, Principal Rivers."

"Now get to class."

Once outside I glare at Drew.

"May God have mercy on your wretched soul because I sure as hell won't," I spat.

Drew slammed me against a locker. "Big words for such a tiny person. What are you going to do to me, huh? Kill me with words?"

"Maybe. And possibly a machete as well."

"You're real cute, you know that?"

"Drew Siam, this means war."

☆☆☆

After school I report to the cafeteria. I get handed a mop and bucket and get told to make the floor shine.

"Pass the instructions on to your boyfriend when he gets here," says Mr Carsons, a French teacher who everyone is scared of.

When his back is turned to me, I flash him a piece of my mind. What a shithead.

Ten minutes into my de-fooding of the first table, Drew ambles in. He puts on some gloves and grabs a mop.
"You're late."

"And you're on time. Are we done stating the obvious?"

Oh bitch, I wanna knock your ass out.

We work in silence for an hour and soon the cafeteria is spotless. I put the mop back onto the janitor's cart and Drew empties the bucket.

I'm now free. Let's roll.

I walk out the school and take deep breaths. I put on my headphones and look for Oh Love by Green Day. My volume was turned up so loud I didn't hear the footsteps behind me as they followed me home. I am about to walk up the steps to my front door when a hand clamps over my mouth and pins down my arms.

Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!

"Sssshh!" whispers a voice in my ear. By now I am full-out panicking. I struggle but my captor's grip is like steel. Everyone self-defence class I ever attended is completely forgotten in a single moment of freaking out.

He (for I assume it was) pulled me into the backseat of a car and sat next to me. The driver of the car sped off and then I saw who my kidnapper was.

Drew God-So-Help-Me-Not-Kill-Him Siam.