I hold Tyler's hand as he leads us to Art class, our second period. I love Art. I rock at it.

People stare at us as we walk through the hallways. Probably because I'm holding Tyler's hand.

"Looks like the fag found some friends."

I turn and detect a blonde girl who looks like she's in her underwear. Seriously, did she just leave her job at a strip joint and forget to change?

"Who are you to be talking like that about anyone? You look like you stole a five year old's clothes." I snap back.

She had a look of shock as did everyone else in the hallway. I feel Tyler tense next to me. That's when I see the same three guys that we saw in the office emerge from the crowd.

"Is there a problem here?" The middle one asks. He has short brown hair and brown eyes.

I look back at the blonde, who is now smirking, "I don't know. Do we have a problem?"

"Yes! There is a problem. Justin, she insulted me." The blonde shrieks.

"Oh, please. Everything I said is true."

"Hey, no one talks to my little sister like that." The brown haired guy, Justin, says.

I roll my eyes, "What are you going to do about it?"

"I'm going to make your life here a living hell." Justin growls.

I look at Blaise. Amusement in his eyes.

"Honey, if you haven't noticed, I'm already living in one.

The blonde and Justin look confused.

"We don't have time for this." I look to Blaise again, "You get the dude and I'll get the blonde."

I let go of Tyler's hand. Blaise and I walk up to the siblings and punch them; they dramatically collapse to the floor, screaming.

I grab Tyler's hand, "Come on, we are going to be late for second period."

I suddenly bump into a wall. Huh, I must have been distracted. I look up to see that it's not a wall but a person. I am met with a pair of gray eyes. The wall I bumped into has brown hair, falling just above his eyes. His body says it all. He's another jock. Why are all the hot guys either jocks or players?

"I'm sorry." I apologize quickly before continuing to pull Tyler and Blaise away.

I turn back to see the guy still starring at me with an unknown emotion swimming in his eyes.

Once we were are far away I ask, "Tyler who was the guy I bumped into?"

"He's Zeke Taylor." Tyler mumbles.

"Tell me about him."

"He's captain of the soccer team and is known as the bad boy in school."

"Is he a player?"

"He doesn't date. He never has. He doesn't sleep around either but a lot of girls still try to get his attention, especially Amber, the girl you punched. She thinks she owns the school. Her brother, Justin, he's the real player and asshole. He's a bully." Tyler answers.

It stays quiet after that.

We enter Art class. The teacher was okay with us being late since we are new.

All through my next classes all that was running through my head was Zeke Taylor. Something draws me to him.

Briiiiiiing

Finally, lunch is here. Blaise and I meet up with Tyler outside the cafeteria. We get in the food line; I grab a slice of pizza and fries. Tyler and Blaise just grab pizza and something to drink. Blaise kindly pays for all of us.

"Where do you usually sit, Tyler?" Blaise questions.

Tyler points to a table in the back.

I notice that it's next to Zeke's table, "Okay."

We sit down at the table. Blaise sits awfully close to Tyler. Tyler starts blushing. Aw, that's cute.

I could feel eyes burning a hole into my back but I don't dare to turn back, knowing who it was.

I, then, feel something sticky running down my shirt. i look up to see the blonde bitch, Amber, with a smirk on her fave and a can of soda in her hand.

I stand up and shrug. I take my shirt off without caring, knowing I have a under shirt underneath. I can see everyone staring. I wipe my back and chest; I tie my hair in a bun.

"Blaise, lend me your shirt?"

Blaise take his shirt off, leaving him with his muscles shirt.

Blaise's shirt fits me big, by a lot that it falls off one shoulder.

I turn around, "I guess the punch I gave you in the morning didn't knock some sense into you."

"You broke my nose, Bitch!" Amber shrieks. Ouch, my ears.

"The only bitch here is you. Besides I made your face look better than before."

"I could get you kicked out of this school."

"How? By sleeping with the principle?"

I feel a burning on my right cheek. This girl actually slapped me.

"Blaise?" I growl.

My brother knows me so well.

"Go ahead, just don't kill her."

I tackle Amber to the floor. Punch after punch land on her face. All you hear is her shrieking. She tries to get me off by calling her brother, Justin. I feel someone trying to pull me off, probably Justin. I just elbow him and I stand up as the siblings stay on the floor.

I grab my bag from our table, "Blaise, I'm going home. I feel all sticky. I 'll pick you up after school. Take care of Tyler and send me the video you recorded." I say, knowing my brother.

"Okay, don't forget to pick up Bradley from daycare."

I hold my hand to my chest, "I could never forget our son." I mock hurt.

Blaise chuckles. I even hear a soft laugh from Tyler.

I grab Blaise's keys and head home after signing out in the front office. The security must be so low in this school because the office people let me go without a problem. They must not know.

After showering and changing into a pair of jean shorts and a black tank top, I head to daycare.

"You got out of school early?" Riley requested.

"Nah, but I made some enemies so I decided to leave school early." I inform him.

"Oh, well, Bradley is taking a nap. Oh, did you hear? Mrs. Sally's daughter and son got knocked out at their school. i was cracking up." Riley jokes.

Hmm, I think Amber and Justin are Mrs. Skank's kids. Oops.

I gasp, acting shocked.

We laugh about it as I confess to the crime at school.

Just then my little man runs up to me, "Mommy!"

I pick him up and spin him. "Were you a good boy?"

"I was! I was!" Bradley nods his head, excited.

"Good boy, let's get you some ice cream!" I share his excitement.

Bradley races to the car. We both turn back to Riley, "Bye, Riley."

"Bye, my pretties." he waves.

We stop at an ice cream shop. Bradley got a strawberry flavor ice cream and I got a chocolate one.

After getting the ice cream, we head back to school to wait for Blaise and Tyler. We parked the car and Bradley and I sit on the hood of the car, eating our ice creams.

There's like ten minutes left of Blaise's last class.