Something poked at Rebel's cheek so she shook her head and grumbled lightly, and just blew it off as mind playing tricks, but then that something poked her again. She ignored it. Another poke followed—she grabbed at the finger that was the cause of her irritation and squeezed hard. Her eyes opened then twitched as she saw the owner of the finger. you piece of—."

"You piece of what Rebel?"

"You piece of flaming shit." She seethed, annoyed at him for disturbing her.

"You were fast asleep." He whispers.

"And? she gave him back his finger then say up in her chair and stretching out the kinks in her body.

"It's second period."

"What subject, Dake?" He narrowed his eyes at her and shrugged which she returned with a bored expression. "World history, I think. I don't care, the teacher just came, let's leave" He answers, nonetheless.

"Oh, I already have all my credits in this class."

"Yeah, yeah little genius, quit rubbing it in." He quips. He was still annoyed that he got a C+ in that class while Rebel scored a B+. She rose from her chair and rolled her eyes at him. "I cannot afford to be reckless and dumb, Dakota. Gotta pick my battles and I rather not hear my mother, and Ryder's voices scolding me for failing anything. Sorry, not sorry." She huffed. "So, is there a reason why you woke me up?" they were walking to the door only to be stopped by the voice of Mr. Carpenter.

"Yes, sir?" He stops his teaching and comes to stand before them. "And just where are you two going?"

"I don't know yet—but I'll let you know once we get there, okay," she answers.

"Should I call this issue to the principal's attention?" He asked folding his arms over his chest, as he looked at the teens sternly. They traded unimpressed glances then Rebel looked back at him. His glare didn't faze Rebel one bit.

"You can if you want to sir."

He sighs, and pinches at his temples; he shakes his head at her. "Are you done questioning me, sir? Because this isn't my class and you're kinda wasting your student's time talking to a student who already aced this class." He turns his head to glance back at the class—who were paying very much close attention to their conversation, he sighs again.

"Whatever, but you better head to your assigned class."

"Understood. May we at least have a pass for the halls?" she asked, her tone kind. He nodded crudely and went over to his desk and tore a pass out. She could just feel the glares of the other students in the class burning into the side of her face, when he came back to them, he handed her the pass, which she graciously took and pocketed. "Thank you." He rolled his eyes and she smirked and left the class with Dakota in tow.

"Hmm, you got off that one smoothly." He said while they walked down the vacant hallways. She shrugged and sighed. "So, you staying here, or do you wanna leave the school or, a third option, the bleachers?" She raised an eyebrow up at him. "What are you up to, Dake?" she challenged, a sly look expressed on her face. He smiled at her and followed her as she made her way out the back door leading to the playing fields.

~ ~ ~

"I hate this heat," she complained as they made their way to the football field.

"But you love the sun," Dakota said. He was much too peppy today, especially after getting annoyed with her for her actions this morning. She shrugged it off, nothing to worry about.

"Lies, all lies."

"You're odd, Rebel."

"Says you, aren't you the one that's in love with your car, Dakota?" She responded by saying his name in mocked enthusiasm.

"What, you jealous, Mills?"

"Not even a little, Rue." She smirked.

"Aww, I'm hurt, Bell, and here I thought you loved me. You're mean." She rolled her eyes at that, trying not to chuckle at the stupid statement. "And you, my old friend, are weird as shit."

"Wow." He blew a raspberry then waved her off, "you wish you were as weird as me.".

"Wrong. I do not," she replied.

"I think so." He said began, poking her in the side.

She softly jabbed him in his side. "Not."

"So."

"Not."

"So, so, so, so, so." he grinned.

She glared. "Shut up Dake."

"Make me."

"Is that a challenge?" she asked narrowing her eyes in his general direction. He challenged her with a smile.

"Only if you want it to be," he said. Rebel turned to face him, then dropped her bag to the grass and came closer to him. She squared her eyes up at him since he was 6'0 ft. and she was only 5'9ft. She braced her hands on his shoulders, his serious scowl wavered as did hers. Rebel did the most logical thing she could think of. She jumped up on him, erupting laughter from him as he caught her by the waist and hoisted her higher until she had her forehead against his. "You're crazy Bell." He said through his laughter. She nodded her head in agreement. "I know, being sane just isn't as fun."

The laughter subsided, and Rebel rested her head on his shoulder. "Carry me to the bleachers please," she asked softly. She felt his chest move against hers as he chuckled again. "Whatever you want Bell. Just know that you're not as light as you think." He pressed his hand at the top of her lower back to keep her up as she wrapped her legs around his narrow hips as he bent to pick up her discarded backpack.

While he walked, her mind wandered back to simpler times when they were kids, how much they grew up, and how much they experienced and how different they became. She remembered that Dakota would always give her piggyback rides whenever she was really bored and he wanted to cheer her up. Dakota had always had a good enough height on her and he was strong—even though he was sort of lanky, that didn't stop him from carrying her around on his back and being a good friend to her.

When high school came around, Rebel was not one to socialize with others, her lack of trust keeping her from making any more friends besides Dakota. Now, this wasn't the case for Dakota he was quiet and stuck to Rebel just about anywhere she went, but he was also being picked on by a few idiots who liked to take out their own insecurities on other silent and or non-social teens. She had managed to keep away most of the bullies who liked to look out for weak unsuspecting targets and ever fought a few who tried to harm her friend. It was all going well, up until someone grew a little too ballsy.

Rebel could never forget that one special day when she was running late for lunch. She had told Dakota to go ahead and find them a table to eat. Rebel had gotten her lunch and was heading in the direction of her best friend when she saw a sophomore football jock approaching him in the middle of the lunchroom. The older teen said something to him that she couldn't hear and then poured a whole carton of milk on his head. The lunchroom erupted laughter and gasps of surprise. That was the last straw, she had gotten so furious that she set her trap down between two shocked teens who complained but then saw the fury in her eyes and calmed down before she stormed towards the teenager who clearly had her beat in height, but not balls. She tapped him on his shoulder, he turned to face her with this smug look on his face—as if he had just gotten away with murder, yeah, not in this world.

She pulled back her fist and punched him so hard in his face that he saw stars and dropped to the floor. Her fist was bloodied from the sheer force of the punch, and the laughter coming from around them stopped and a few gasps were heard from the crowd. She turned to face the lesser masses. She hopped onto a table and glared at all the guilty ones who dared to laugh at her best friend. "If anyone of you ever thinks of messing with him again, then you'll gladly end up like your friend on the floor!" She jumped down from the table, grabbed Dakota but turned back to the rest of the cafeteria. "And that's not a threat, it's a promise." She left with him and after that day no one ever dared to bully him or to look his way twice without receiving a deadly glare from her.

After that incident, she asked her uncle to help Dakota to build some muscle and get a better image over an extended summer break. He had been an Army Sergeant and Rebel knew how much he loved the gym and would be the perfect person to ask. R.J happily obliged and they helped him with learning how to hold his own in a fight.

Dakota and Rebel came back ready for their sophomore year in school and Dakota was no longer a weakling, he had a growth spurt, and also managed to capture the eyes and hearts of all the girls at school, but he didn't even so much as make eye contact with them. Not after they all were the very people who laughed at him and made aided in his embarrassment. Rebel was the only girl he spoke to out of class, and as much as she didn't care about what others thought of her, her closeness to Dakota gain her some unneeded haters, but she couldn't care less about anyone's useless hating. Dakota was her main priority after school and that was all she had to say on the matter.

They didn't notice him while he was lanky, and being bullied, so why notice him now?

The training with her uncle was worth the late hours, the moments of giving up, and the times when he couldn't take it anymore because in those three months and a handful of weeks Dakota changed from a tall lanky teen with thick-rimmed glasses into a tall muscular Adonis. His thick dark hair, cut low made him look much better, he had gained a six-pack and had gotten contacts—which made his brown eyes look more hazel than they were before and ger was truly sexier than other boys in school with a killer smile that caused jealousy amongst the teenage male population.

Dakota was grateful to her, but she told him that any good friend would have done the same. He was in all sense of the word her best friend and the only guy who really understood her. Rebel loved this tall nerdy Adonis no matter what.

"Hey lazy head, you can untangle yourself, now? My legs are gonna give way," Dakota told his friend, as he sat down with her. She was now straddling his waist, but she didn't care to move because he felt so warm.

"Hmm, two more minutes." She mumbled, against the crook of his neck. He shivered and tickled her sides. She jumped up and giggled wildly at his attack of ravenous tickles. "P—p—please stop, stop tickling—tickling me!" Rebel grabbed at his wrist and tried to get her breath back.

"What's wrong, are you okay, Bell?" He asks as if he hadn't just caused her to freak out from his ruthless attack.

"Fuck you."

He pouted at her then made a kissy face. "I'm sworry. Here, let me make it up to you." He says before he sits up and presses his lips to her forehead.

"That's your way of making it up to me. Try better than that." She smirked, and he smirked back at her in challenge then sighed. "I'll make it up to you by buying you a new pair of leather boots." A ghost of a smile takes to her lips, but she tried and hide it from him.

"Wait, is that a smile I see on her lips?" He bends to catch her face as he teases her and catches Rebel's chin in his hand. She ducks her head away from him and buries her face on the crook of his neck. He laughs and shakes his head. "I'll stop. He declares. She relaxed but didn't move quite that quickly. She could feel as he lifted her left hand and began playing with her fingers.

She pouts against his collarbone. "I'm bored Dake."

"Me too." He grumbled beside her ear.

Rebel shakes her head then yawns. "Your hand is so soft and warm."

"Yeah, just like you." they giggle at that and he sits up straight and she shudders when his hand cups her face. She looks up into his eyes and he frowns at her. "I'm hungry, and it'll be lunch soon."

Rebel rolls her eyes at him then removes his hands from her face and stands up, only to have him pull her back down onto his lap then and blows raspberries on her stomach. "Oh my God Dakota!" she squeals and pushes her hands at his face to make him let go of her. He did then, after making her cheeks red from laughter coupled with anger before he knew it she was falling backward—Dakota shoots up from his seat and wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her back.

As her cheek makes contact with his chest, that was racing from the scare, she squeezes her eyes close. "You're an asshole," she whispers.

"I'm sorry, a good 'thank you, Dakota, for saving me', wouldn't hurt." His words dripped sarcasm and a hint of arrogance

"A good thank you," she snapped. She pushed him back, making him fall back to the metal bench, "you're the reason I almost fell over!" she shouted again, this time she punched him on the shoulder. He barely budged as she did so and she growled, then folded her arms over her chest.

"Are you done now?" He asked.

"God, you're an ass, you know that Dakota. I mean I almost fell over and you're like, 'you done now?' Jerk." she mocked him, "I mean what kind of reaction is that—."

"Wait, shut up."

"Don't tell me to shut—." He stood up and covers her mouth with his palm. "Shh, listen," she rolled her eyes at him and listens to whatever it was that he hears.

"Are you sure we won't get caught, Heidi? What if Sean finds out?" Rebel moves his hand away from her mouth as she forces herself to hear the muted voices of two people involved in conservation.

"Heidi?" Rebel whispers.

"Sean?" Dakota repeats. An idea hits him. As he smiles, something creepy enough to making Rebel question his actions. He tries to bend over the railings of the bleachers to see if he can see anything, but no dice. "Come on let's go see." He whispers.

"What? Why?" He doesn't answer.

Sean Spicer is one of those airheaded, dumbass jocks that the school is overburdened with, he was also the same guy that Rebel knocked out in the cafeteria when he embarrassed Dakota in front of the whole school. He was a grade-A asshole, for reasons unknown, but Rebel was a grade-A bitch with a vengeance.

"Dakota, no! I don't wanna see whatever's going on." She whispered disgusted at the idea of what they might find below the bleachers. He rolls his eyes, she waded killing his joy at the moment. "Let's go tape it and hold it against them. I mean, isn't the revenge gonna be sweet?" her eyes widened at his sudden devious plan and she gave him a crude nod. Dakota kept on surprising her with his clever ideas. He turns from her and rummages through his backpack. She arched a brow at his back and when he turns back, he's holding up a brand-new Canon professional camera.

Her jaw drops. "How could you afford that? It's like a thousand four hundred!"

"Yeah, I know, I pulled extra hours at work and picked up shifts that no one wanted. I also saved a lot of money from my fights. That's the reason why I didn't stay over so late in the past few weeks." He replied.

"Oh my God, you could've told me. I'd have helped you to buy it."

"That was the point," he said walking down the stairs quietly. "I didn't want you to help me buy it. I wanted to buy it myself." Rebel shook her head at him, she would have like to help him out if she knew he needed it. They continued down the stairs, trying their best to be silent. She followed him down as they slowly made their way under the bleachers but made sure to hide behind the gray panels that they built-in with the bleachers.

"Where are—."

"Shh, they're over there," He says silencing her. She glared at the back of his head stubbornly and folded her arms over her chest.

Rebel moves to his side to see what was going on then her jaw drops at the sight of Heidi Jericho down on her knees in the grass, while her head bobs back and forth between the legs of a girl! The mystery girl had her head thrown back and her fingers threaded through Heidi's hair as she gasped softly. This was unexpected.

"Are you taping this, Dake?" She whispered something in her stomach twisting at the sight. She shook her head. She couldn't believe that the most popular and sought out girl in their school was... gay and sneaking off with some girl to cheat on her boyfriend Sean.

"Sean will die if he knows that she's cheating on him." Dakota chimes, as he snaps a few pictures with his phone. He clearly still had revenge on the mind when it came to Sean embarrassing him in school freshman year. "Hey, let's stop, so we don't get caught," she whispers, tugging at the side of his dark blue shirt.

He scoffs. "This is the best thing to ever happen to us Bell, it'll be the biggest scandal in school." He didn't hear her, did he? Rebel sighed. Heidi Jericho, she was the 5'6 ft with long strawberry blonde hair, freckles over her cheeks and nose, and was simply beautiful. She was the head of the school's drama club and Rebel would be a bad person if she were to lie and say that she was stupid, because the thing is, she wasn't.

She had brains, a small waistline, and a huge social following. She was cool, cool enough to land with a guy who was as sexy as he was an airheaded asshole. Heidi was someone that Rebel kept away from, especially after that one embarrassing moment she had had with her... a topic that she would rather forget more than anything.

Heidi never got her own hands dirty, she had once tried to humiliate her in their sophomore year by dumping raw fish on her during lunch period last year, but she didn't quite get the reaction from Rebel that she intended to get because Rebel did not cry or run away from the embarrassment. Rebel instead walked over to Heidi's table and dumped every bit of food on her plate onto her, then shoved one of the dead raw fishes into her top, then she punched one of her henchmen who had done the assault in her gut and left the cafeteria with pride and a smile at the sounds of 'gasps' and 'oh my Gods' and some cheering which came from behind her.

Heidi and Rebel did not get along, she was spoilt and felt entitled whereas Rebel was chill and laid back. They grew up with very different family dynamics and had different lifestyles. She was Rebel's bad opposite and Rebel was Heidi's perfect rogue. She didn't care if most of the school was blinded but the shining gem that was Heidi. Rebel couldn't even stomach the thought of liking her or being one of her fans.

"This is going to be the best revenge ever," Dakota said as he turned off his camera.

~ ~ ~

The best friends captured nearly five minutes of those two going at it until the girl climaxed and they made out after the fact.

The girl was pretty when they finally got a chance to see her face. Long dark hair and a pretty smile to match her pretty her. Rebel couldn't tell the color, but that didn't matter. Dakota had gotten what he wanted and Rebel had left that situation feeling less than okay with their actions. Dakota couldn't stop laughing at Heidi and the girl, saying how he wondered if he should out her now or wait for the best moment.

She hoped that he knew how bad revenge was and that instant karma was very much real.
that we didn't get found out. Rebel knows that this video if leaked is, that it was going to destroy their lives, especially if either of them tried to mess with them again. This scandal would be the death of Heidi's life forever if it got out.

"That was short-lived," Dakota says watching the video again on mute. "Quit watching that! I will hurt you," her eyes filled with anger, as she punched him on the thigh. He swore and rose a brow in her direction but turned it off.

"Sorry, it's just so foreign to see her on her knees—." Rebel glared at him. "I'll stop." he hadn't a clue why Rebel was so angry about him being happy that he found something to use as ammo against someone who has humiliated them both or at least tried.

"Okay, but just think of how—."

"Dakota stop!"

His brows frown, he was puzzled. "Rebel, what the hell?" She rolls her eyes at him and turned away. She was sitting down one seat lower than him, she removed her head from where she had it rested on his thigh.

"I'm just tired of seeing it okay," Dakota didn't buy it. She hasn't been as enthusiastic as he had been, and now he has questions for her.

He turned off the camera completely and packs it back in its case inside of his backpack. Rebel leaned back more onto him again, still nor saying a word. He bends over and he rested his chin on top of her forehead, she shook her head at him but he only kissed her temple. "You know that you can tell me anything, right Bell? I won't judge you. I just wanna make sure that you know that." She shrugged."

"I... not now, okay."

"Okay, Bell." He smiled. "This video is gonna be the greatest revenge ever Bell."

"Yeah..." She said her head getting lost in the clouds.