Rey's POV
Our dodgeball match was the talk of school and by lunch random people where high fiving me for my good throwing arm and aim.

I sat alone at lunch though until Poe found me outside picking at my food.

"Is it true?!" He demanded. I looked up confused. "That you and Solo are fucking?"

"Eww. What? No."

"Then what the hell was he talking about?"

"What during dodgeball?" I laugh slightly. "He was just getting in your head." I explain.

"Oh whatever."

"Poe I don't even live with my parents." I try to remind him that I live with Unkar Plutt, my foster dad, and that Ben saying my parents know his name is a complete lie.

He shakes his head and begins coming to his senses. "Look I'm sorry about the jokes this morning."

"No you aren't. You've continued making jokes to piss me off all day." I counter, not accepting his apology.

"How should I prove I'm sorry?" He asks.

"Figure it out." I stand and go to throw away my lunch.

I look over my shoulder and see him walk off, joining a group of jocks laughing.

I roll my eyes and head to study hall early.

I go in and take my seat, shortly after Ben comes in and sits down.

I look up at him and he ignores my presence.

It's funny how you can friend someone over mutual hatred for someone, then go back to hating one another.

Study Hall is quiet, at least at our table. Whispers around us begin. Some rumors begin circling and have some truth to it.

I hear a whisper that apparently Ben and I are dating, but have a charade going that we hate each other because Poe would kill him.

Poe would kill him most likely, maybe even me too, but I'm not dating Ben.

The main talk is still about me hitting Poe in the groin and getting away with it and destroying his team.

The bell rings and I'm drawn away from the conversation that I was able to easily drop in on.

I gather my things and leave and find myself basically following Ben in the hallway.

I try to ignore the glances we receive and suddenly someone smacks my ass from behind.

I turn around ready to fight. "Excuse me?" I say sternly and see a crowd of guys walking away from me. I roll my eyes. Idiots. I'll get them next time.

I enter Mrs. Johanna's classroom for Film and sit staring at the list of genres on the board.

The bell rings and she begins. "Okay class, as you may have noticed the list on the board, I have our first assignment selected." She passes out little pieces of paper. "Write down your top 3, doesn't have to be order. Also put your phone number, so your partner can reach you. Don't put a fake one, because you'll only hurt yourself and your partner's grade and if your partner has evidence of trying to contact you, they'll just receive a C. Is that clear?" A grumble of yes is heard. "Good, begin. Hand them to me when you're done."

I glance at the list again. This is film, so we are most likely picking the genre of our first film and she'll pick partners, assign us a short film, we'll have to act, film, or edit. Maybe all 3, so I decide my top 3 with what I'm good at. Editing and acting wise. My partner better be good at filming since it's a weakness of mine.

I write down 'Rom-Com, Action, Mystery' for my top 3 and hand it to her, as does the rest of the class.

"Okay, feel free to talk among yourselves while I pair you up." Just like I thought. "And I'll hand you your partners slip when you leave. Try and contact them tonight, so you can start tomorrow."

I finish up my homework for English and Advanced Algebra. I hear some clear their throat behind me and turn in my chair.

"I have a question about Algebra if you don't mind." Ben says quietly.

"Sure. What's up?" I say back.

"I keep getting this for the value of x and this for y, but they don't appear to work together. Can you check my work and figure out where I'm going wrong?" I nod and take the paper he had been pointing too. "Or just tell me the answer and I'll leave you alone."

I had never heard him sound so weak before. I kind of liked it, but at the same time I felt bad.

I would never date a weak guy. Not that I plan on dating Ben, but I want a guy who let's me be in control when I want, but can put me in my place.

I look it over and spot his simple error. "Right here." I point. "You put minus instead of plus."

"Thanks." He grabs his paper quickly and goes back to his seat.

The bell is about to ring and she goes to the door. "Okay. I've got it figured out."

I pack my things and notice Ben basically rushes towards her and she looks at her clip board than searches for the paper handing it to him.

I go up and I'm fourth in line, but it moves quickly.

She hands me mine face down with a smile.

The bell rings as I set outside and I see Ben standing their pissed off and watching me.

I walk over to him. "Let me guess-"

"Yup." He cuts me off.

I roll my eyes. "I'm not thrilled about it either."

"We are not doing a Rom-Com."

"Wouldn't want to do that with you." I sneer back.

"Please you'd love to-"

"Shut the fuck up." I interrupt him now. 

"You'd scream my name."

"Whatever." I begin to walk away.

"This isn't over." He calls after me.

"It never is with you." I call back.

A/N: Heeeeeey, yup more sexual jokes.