~{Ash's Point of view}~

As Desdemona sits next to me, I grin sexily and smirk as she huffs and turns opposite of me. "C'mon sexy, I'm not so bad once you get to know me, especially up close, in my apartment." I raise my eyebrows suggestively.

She rolls her eyes. "Already assuming I'll be your next sex toy."

"Who said anything about you being my sex toy?"

"Well, by the crude comment, I thought that's what you were assuming." She says matter-of-factly.

"Whoa, whoa, judging me already, are we?" I chuckle and scoot my chair closer to hers, able to smell her Armani Acqua di Gioia perfume. "Well don't you smell all fancy."

"Yeah...got a problem with it?" She growls.

"Rawr!" I paw the air as I imitate a cats growl. "Fierce, Ferocious, and Tight! Exactly what I need in a girl." I smirk. "Guess you're the one for me." I give a lopsided grin.

She clenches her teeth and turns to me. "Look, douche, I don't know who you think I am, but I know exactly what YOU are, and let me tell you, I am not interested! So just drop it, okay?" she snaps, turning back to her work.

"Miss Higgins, you have disrupted my class YET again. Gather your things and please head to the office. I'll write you a pass." He scribbles on a piece of paper and hands the note to her. "Now as I was explaining class....."

~{Desdemona's Point of View}~

"See ya later, baby." He smirked and makes kissey faces as he blows me a kiss.

I gave him a fatal death glare and grabbed my things, stomping angrily out of the classroom. As I walked to the principal's office, I passed by a tousled Jane walking out of the boys' bathroom. Her makeup and lipgloss was smeared and her hair was ruffled. And behind her, Matthew, her best friend's boyfriend, walked out of the bathroom behind her, zipping up his jeans.

I cock an eyebrow, glaring at her. "So...you're not sleeping with her boyfriend, huh? You would NEVER do that, right? Mm...what a bitch."

She glares back. "What are looking at? And if you tell a single soul... I will hurt you!" She threatens.

"Please don't tell anyone. Especially not my girlfriend." He pleads.

I snicker, "Which one?! Wait, nevermind, I'm mistaking that one for a female. My bad. Anyways, what exactly do you think you'll do to me? Pull my hair? Slap me while avoiding a broken nail? Please, bitch, think before you speak!"

She stomps her foot. "How about you keep your mouth shut and I won't have to show you!" She growls and storms off.

I roll my eyes and continue onward to the office. Reaching it, I knock on the door, waiting.

The vice principal, a skinny, attractive looking man in his late twenties opened the door. He smiled and ushered me in. "You're Miss Higgins, correct?"

I nod my head, walking in and sitting in the chair in front of his desk. He closes the door behind me and sits in his chair.

"So, what do you suppose your punishment should be?"

I shrug, "You expect me to pick my punishment?"

"Since this is your first time getting in trouble, I'll let you off with an easy punishment. You will help decorate for the Back to School Dance on Thursday and Friday AND you will help out during the dance on Saturday. Got it?"

I frown and cross my arms. "Yeah...whatever..." I stand, leaving his office and thinking, 'Fantastic, I have to spend three days of my already miserable life helping out with a dance. This shall be interesting...'

~{Spencer's Point of View}~

I catch and hold onto Chelsea's every word as she talks to me. Whether it be the chemical formula for Hydrogen Peroxide or her favorite type of food, I was all ears. Suddenly our conversation, and everyone else's for that matter, was interrupted by the girl everyone called 'Demon' yelling at Ash. Mr. Rodriguez sent her to the principal's office and I sighed. I kinda felt bad for the girl. I knew how Ash treated ladies.

"So, you going to the dance?"

I quickly turn to Chelsea and smile. "Yeah, in a way. I volunteered to help out during it. It should be fun, there's gonna be a professional DJ and lots of strobe lights and neon lights."

Chelsea flashes a soft smile, "It sounds fun. Maybe I'll see you there."

I nod eagerly, smiling cheerily. "Yeah, hopefully you will!" I talk with her some more about the work until were interrupted by the bell. "I'll uh see you later?"

"Yeah! Ill see you, Spencer!" she says, gathering her things and hurrying to her next class.

I sighed and did the same, heading to Musical Theory.

~{Chelsea's Point of view}~

I smile at Spencer as I gather my things and hurry to P.E. I walk in the door and drop my things on the floor next to the lockers. I walk over to the usual group of girls I hang out with during this time. About 25 minutes after the tardy bell rings,a girl walks in and goes to a corner, by herself, and sits down. It must be that girl people call 'Demon.' In some way, I sorta feel bad for her, I mean she did nothing to Jane yet Jane's always causing her trouble. The teacher tells us we can do whatever we want and sits down in her office, watching TV. I stretch and begin doing flips, cartwheels, etc., and practice doing the splits. I do an 'around the world' and the girls complain, especially Jane.

"Stop showing off! Are you trying to act like your better than us?!" She shouts, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently.

"No. I'm not trying to be better than you. It just happens." I mumble.

"What was that?"

"No! I'm not!" I yell.

I walk away and go to a corner near the lockers and continue stretching. I see Ash and walk over to him. I smile and bring up a random topic to get a conversation going.

"So...you going to the dance?" I ask and lean against the wall.

"Who isn't?" He says nonchalantly.

"You're Ash right? The guy who kept pestering the girl who sat next to you in Chemistry?"

He sighs. "Did you come over here just to pester me?" He looks away in the direction of 'Demon.'

I apologize and walk away feeling like a loser. I can't even get him to look at me, much less like me.