Natasha got to know us more during lunch. To be honest, she was the sweetest being I'd ever met and I didn't understand why people choose to hurt the sweetest ones. I knew she didn't want me interfering in she and Ryan's stiff but deep down, I wanted to walk up to him and give him a punch to remember.  I never associated myself with him but I'd heard how much of a asshole he was. He didn't prank as much as Dylan did but he had a mouth. He could make gold look as bad as mud with that mouth of his. I wouldn't say I completely hated him because we didn't have many classes together and he didn't pay attention to me. Hearing that he bullied someone as soft as Nat truly made him the asshole they called him.  Either ways, I still want money.  "As I was saying" Mrs Payne said. Sometimes her name was more of pain than Payne. Her voice sounded like she was screaming. Geez. She made me hate English. 

 Two movies and two trays of junk food later, I still found myself moaning as I took another bite of the pizza.  What? You can't blame me. Dylan is a pig.  "You know cupcake, that's not a really good sound" Dylan said and for a second, I was confused cause I didn't understand him.  It wasn't until he wiggled his eyebrows and threw me a silly wink I got what he was trying to say.  "Do you relate every single thing to sex?" "Yes, cupcake. Yes, I do" He nodded like he just said the most reasonable thing on the planet.  Yet, he calls me stupid.  The only thing that still surprised me was that Dylan didn't spread the news about my messed up life. I'd expected it to be the first thing I hear as soon as I stepped into school but instead, he pranked me by applying glue on my fucking seat. &n

 "Ew. Gross. That's disgusting" "You make it sound like I'm dirty or something" "Well, I wouldn't say you're not dirty" "Oh please cupcake. I saw it, you were starring at me like I was a meal or something" "Once again, ew gross. I was only surprised you came here willingly" "Whatever makes you sleep at night" He rolled his eyes "Come on, I'm giving you a ride home" "No, thank you. I'm pretty sure I can walk on my own" "It's either I give you a ride or you give me a ride" he wiggled his eyebrows.  "Once again_" "Ew gross. Yeah i get it just quit being a baby and get in the car" "No" "I'll get you food on the way" "From where?" "The new restaurant on t_" "Then let's move it boy"

"Your mom?" "Yeah, duh. Do you think I live alone?" He stood up in a swift and dragged me along with him as we went down the stairs.  I tripped a couple of times while he took sharp turns.  He was too fast to keep up with and besides, don't blame me I had tiny legs.  I didn't worry, he always had a way of picking me up before I fell else it'll be a game of trips and smacks.  I didn't know how but he happened to know all the way to every single room even with the fact they all looked alike.  Really, it made me feel like I was walking past the same place repeatedly.  After a minute or two of feeling like a puppet in Dylan's hand, we got to a kitchen.  The first thing I noticed was a little girl. She was wearing a pink dress and glittery shoes with purple hair clips adorning her brown s

"Of course, she had to be twice as annoying as the previous one" I said, burying my head in my palms.  "There's no way she's more annoying. Mrs Alonso gave me detention for winking at her" Dylan huffed, crossing his arms.  "Maybe she thought you were trying to seduce her you idiot" Dylan huffed "Yeah, she wishes" "Do you both realise I'm right here in front of you?!" The substitute teacher, Miss detention, yelled standing right in front of us.  Wait, when did she get here?  "We're sorry?" I paused "No, wait, I am. He isn't" "I'm more sorry than you are. She deserves ten years of detention" "And you deserve a million" "Leave my class immediately!" She yelled, her face turning red in the process or maybe she applied way too much blush.  I was the first t