~{Desdemona's Point of View}~

Watching Erik sing was irritating and if I took even a glance at Ash, he'd probably think I secretly wanted him or something stupid along those lines. Pausing my current form of hypnosis, I take my earbuds out of my ears and wrap them around my iPod. Standing from my isolated table, I grab my things and exit the cafeteria. The warm California air was like a smack in the face as I stepped out of the air-conditioned room and into the heat. I head to my usual haven by the school fountain. Well my school has a beautiful fountain that few people know about. I discovered it last year in my freshman year. I sit on the side of the fountain, watching the water spew out. 'Only two more classes to go...' I say to myself, trying to motivate myself for the rest of the lame school day.

"Goodbye Graceful, I'm so Grateful! You helped to change my wicked ways, when I was in my darkest days. And I'm so thankful, that you were able, you were able to save me from the burning flames and make me who I am today!" my phone buzzed.

I grabbed it out of my bag and slid over the green answer button, answering. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me."

It was my stepdad, Michael. "Hey, what's new?" I ask.

"I've detected activity around your area. Do you think you could get out of school and do your duty?"

I smile. This is why I loved my stepdad. He asked me to skip school. "Of course, Michael. I will skip school without any hesitation."

He chuckles. "Just don't let them catch you." He hung up.

I mentally cheer and stand, grabbing my things and turning to dash through the woods near my school. Running as fast as I could and being thankful that I didn't wear heels, I run until I reach my house. I tiredly climb over the fence and proceed to my backdoor. Opening it cautiously, I walk in and sigh as the air conditioning blankets my hot, perspiring skin. "Thank you, Michael," I say under my breath, opening my bedroom door and stripping my school clothes. I get on my hunting uniform.

~{Ash's Point of view}~

I gather my things and attempt to follow 'Demon' but fail epically as she goes through a series of twists and turns. I sigh and turn back, thinking of when and where I would steal a kiss from her. I could almost imagine the feel of her lips pressed against mine. Her lips would taste sweet, like sugar, and she would try to fight the kiss and try to pull her lips away from mine but eventually give in, kissing back and enjoying the kiss. I walk towards my jock friends, wondering what gossip they were either starting or spreading. I stand in their little circle and begin contributing to their conversations, clenching my fists and gritting my teeth as I hear them talking about 'Demon.'

"That 'demon' girl is SO weird! She doesn't belong at this school!" says Jake, the football captain.

"She's not THAT weird I mean she'd probably be good in bed! I mean, am I right or what?!" asks Ted as the rest of the jocks chuckle and high-five each other.

I chuckle and chime in, "And I'll be the first one to sleep with her, too!" The guys look at me, high-five me and do say more obnoxious comments.

"Get ya some!" yells Charles and punches me in the shoulder playfully.

One of the guys raises his eyebrows. "YOU'LL be the first one to sleep with her? What if I was the first to sleep with her?!" He challenges rudely.

"Oh! We'll see!" I retort, "that girl is already hard to get and without the experience of a professional like me, you have no chance."

The other guy rolls his eyes, putting his hands in the pockets of his Hollister jacket. "Hmph..."

"Oh, just another word of advice, you won't get anywhere with Demon wearing Hollister either. You gotta wear some leather. Put on the Vans and wear clothes from Hot Topic or something, man," I explain, smirking.

He frowned, "Yeah, I guess you're right man. Ill never have a chance with her, not that I'd want one."

"If you wanna start your career as a player, I'd start off with level one: promiscuous misses. There's Chev Vanderford over there. Her seals been tampered with but she's alot of fun in bed." I point towards Chev and wave.

She waves back overeagerly and blows a kiss. Ah, I remember the night we shared like it was only yesterday. She was hands down the craziest bitch I've ever bedded.

~{Chelsea's Point of view}~

I turn my head, upset to hear him sound so sad. "I..I'm sorry." I say sympathetically. I sigh, "I always let people down or hurt them in some way. I'm really sorry. You're the last person I would try to upset or let down. I mean, you're a great guy and any girl would want you." I hug him, as any friend cheering up another, and stand. "I'll let you know if I decide to go." I smile sadly, looking away from him and avoiding his eyes. I walk away and bump into Matthew. I look up at him and see anger burning in his eyes.

"What the hell were you doing over there hugging that faggot!!? I thought I was your boyfriend!"

"You are and I was trying to....." I say as he interrupts me.

"If I am then why were you hugging that fag!!?

"Matthew!! Nothing happened! If you'd listen, you would hear what I have to say!" He grabs my shoulders and I push him away, making him stagger backwards.

"You're MY girlfriend! You shouldn't be hugging other guys, especially douches like him!" He yells pointing in Spencer's direction. "He looks gay anyway! Why are you interested in him?!"

Tears stream down my face. He basically insulted me and Spencer. "Matthew, I don't know what's gotten into you and why you're acting like this, but I don't like it. It's like I don't even know you anymore, your definitely not the boyfriend I thought I knew." He tries to hug me but I steer clear of him. "Just...just leave me alone." I run past Spencer and out of school grounds into my favorite place. ( http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/4553644420_b8259c9d1b.jpg ). I begin climbing the tree, gazing at the beautiful flowers all the while. After a while, I hear sticks crack and leaves crunch under footsteps, specifically a male's but they were pretty far away. I continue climbing higher up the tree as the person appears into view. I smile to myself as I see Spencer. He has his guitar with him and he sits against the tree, sighing and twiddling with the guitar strings as if he was disappointed by something. He tries to get a song's beat. He begins playing and singing "Time Bomb" by All Time Low. I sit quietly and listen intently. He sings every lyric perfectly, matching each tone, and plays every beat exactly right. He sounds wonderful. 'Why doesn't he sing in public, everyone would love his singing. He's even better than Erik.' I lean back onto a thick branch and continue listening. 'Ah hah! Perfect! I am going to throw a party after school! Since I'm going to need entertainment, I could invite Spencer to sing. That's exactly what I'll do! I'll invite Ash and prove to him that I'm wild and crazy enough for him. He will see that I'm the one for him and not just one of those sex toys of his either.' Spencer finishes the song and glances at his watch. After realizing what time it is, and that he's late for class, he collects his things and begins walking back to the school.

I decide to leave too. After he is out of sight, I follow him back to school.

When I get back to the school, the halls are deserted and I find my class. As I walk into my cheer class, Coach Riley waves me over and tells me I'm 25 minutes late. I apologize and he checks me off of his list on his clipboard. He points at a group and I walk over there dreading the fact that I ended up in Jane's group. We begin going over our verbal cheers and the moves that go with them. I do each cheer perfectly and Jane glares. We form our pyramids and Jane, of course, chooses me to be on top. After that, the girls hold me up, throw me in the air, making me swirl, and they....fail to catch me! Or as far as I can tell, Jane failed to catch me. I land on my right arm and cringe as I feel what seems like a bone shattering and the pain courses through my body, paralyzing me.

Jane puts on the most pathetic, apologetic face. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!"

I glare at her and can see her smile maliciously. I whimper and the coach yells at Jane and orders someone to fetch the nurse. The nurse rushes into the room and raises me onto a cot, fastening me onto it, and hauls me into the infirmary. She gives me an X-ray and tells me that my arm is broken, just a basic closed fracture. She gives me a shot that knocks me out as she puts a cast on my arm.

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