"You slut! Going after ALL of our boyfriends!" Angelica didn't give me a chance to even begin to think of a response when her right fist connected with my jaw, knocking me flat onto the ground. I rubbed my jaw, spitting out blood. I stood up, dusting myself off, before looking at the three girls. Lil; the most beautiful, popular girl, Angelica; the most bad ass bitch that tried to act like she didn't have a heart, and Kimi; the most pretty and talented cheerleader, yet they were accusing me of trying to steal their boyfriends. A girl that had no confidence stealing the boyfriends of the three most confident females in town? Yeah, right. I smiled sweetly at them, using the only thing I knew; Anger, then walked straight past them, purposely bumping my shoulder into Angelica. I kept walking, ignoring the stares. Everyone knew I could take them, I was the captain and quarter-back of the foot ball team. A girl quarter-back and team captain, at that, but I wasn't going to stoop to their stupid level, not even knowing what was going on. I kept my head high, only stopping when I saw Chuckie, Tommy, and Phil, eyes wide as saucers at the scene that had played in front of them. I rolled my eyes, keeping my face blank, almost past them when Tommy's hand shot out, grabbing my upper arm. I kept my back to them.

"What happened, Aly?"

"Flick off, Pickles. You too, DeVille, Finster." He didn't let go of my arm, just tightened his grip, pulling me in front of him.

"What happened, Aly? Don't sit here and tell us to flick off! Angelica just socked your ass, what for?"

"If you don't let go of me, Tommy, I swear to god I will run ALL of you until you pass out." I growled. He finally let go of my arm, glaring at me. I walked past them, headed to my car where Dil was laying on the hood, his shirpa hat covering his face. He clearly didn't witness what happened. I coughed quietly, gently touching his arm, before unlocking my door and throwing my bag into the backseat. I unlocked the doors, getting into my seat while Dil got in his. I started the car, when he noticed I wasn't looking at him.

"Aly... What's wrong?"

I sighed. "Even though we're dating, I'm still getting accused of trying to steal everyone's boyfriends and girlfriends. Angelica fucking socked my ass."

He grunted in frustration, grumbling the whole drive to his house. I kissed his cheek before pretty much kicking him out of my car, before speeding down to my apartment that my Aunt Lucy and Uncle Randy paid for. I parked my car, grabbing my bag, and running up the stairs. I fumbled with my bag, searching for my keys when my door 'magically' opened. I jumped back, scared out of my mind when Susie walked out, looking at me with concerned eyes. I rushed past her, throwing my bag into the front closet, heading to my room. She followed me slowly, knowing I needed to collect my thoughts. I slammed my bedroom door, sliding against it to the floor, hugging my knees. I knew Susie would wait, even if it took all night. I bit my lip to keep it from trembling, trying to ignore the memories flying through my mind

Flashback

"You're soaking wet, Aly. Not the good kind either." Josh winked at me.

"It's raining outside, you dumb ass." I rolled my eyes.

"Why's it raining at the end of summer? What in the f-"

"Miss Johnson! Miss Johnson! Please report to the office, immediately." bursted out of the intercom. I sighed, ringing out my hair onto the gym floor. Josh snickered, mumbling something. I side kicked, knocking him to the floor while my laughter peeled off the walls, echoing around. I walked to the front office, chuckling slightly. I walked straight into the principals office, sitting down in the chair in front of his desk. He sighed, looking up from a bunch of papers.

"Aly.. I'm sorry, but you're being transferred."

I shook my head in disbelief. "Why am I being transferred? I'm the team captain and quarter-back, your first girl quarter-back, why am I being transferred? This is MY year, Mr. Ford. You can't just send me away!"

"I was informed that your cousin, Susie Carmichael, informed you of a possible student transfer between her school and ours. It's been confirmed. Susie is to come here, you're to be sent to hers. You are the team captain and quarter-back of their team. It was the only way I'd let you be transferred."

I nodded my head, cursing Susie. I stood up, shaking his hand, then walking out heading to the gym. I made my way up to Josh, hugging him. I told him what happened and he reprogrammed his number in my phone, knowing how I had deleted it, telling me that if I needed anything, he would be there in a few hours. I smiled, going back to the locker room to collect all my things...

A week later...

"Susie, I don't want to meet your friends. I don't want to be here. I want to go home." I complained.

"Aly, come on." She dragged me to the door of a two story house. I sighed, trying to think of a way to get out of here while she knocked on the door. A few seconds later, a boy with bright blue eyes, almost blue-black hair opened the door. He smiled at Susie, stepping out of his doorway when his eyes met mine. I looked back at him, only to avoid his gaze as he stood there, half extended in a hug to Susie with his mouth hanging open. I finally met his stare, raising an eyebrow, waving a hand in front of his face. He snapped out of it, looking at Susie, then back to me.

"What's your name, beautiful?"

I looked at him with a complete lack of interest. "Aly." I simply stated, a monotone replacing my usual flowing and sarcastic voice. He quirked an eyebrow, looking at Susie. She shrugged, letting herself into the house. I followed suit, being abnormally aware of how he kept 'one'-overing me. Susie led us to the living room, where a group of kids were sitting. I kept my distance behind Susie, uncomfortable. She turned, grabbing my hand, pulling me front and center.

"Hey guys. This is my cousin, Aly. She'll be taking my place at the school."

They all turned their eyes towards us, confusion taking over as they looked from Susie, a very evident African American, to me,a blue/gray eyed, strawberry-dirty blonde haired white chick. I smiled sarcastically, noticing how their eyes darted back and forth between us.

"Uhm.. Susie... She's white." stated a brown haired guy, looking at his identical sister for confirmation.

Susie sighed, frowning. "She's my dad's brothers daughter. Her mom's white. Not everyone has to be the same color to be related, Phillip."

"If you're Phillip, then you must be...?" I asked his twin.

"I'm Lillian. We'd rather be called Phil and Lil. The blonde girl is Angelica, the guy she's currently sucking face with is Chuckie. Kimi is Chuckie's sister, and Phils girlfriend. Tommy let you in and that kid over there, sitting upside down, is Dil."

I nodded, noticing how she kept glancing at Tommy like she was just dying to be his girlfriend. I glanced over to Dil, eyes widening as I realized how cute he was. I looked away, clearing my throat nervously.

"Uhm.. So, who plays football here?"

Three pairs of hands shot up into the air.

"And who's quarter-back?"

Tommy stood up, smirking. I smirked back, knowing I was about to wipe that stupid grin off his face. I walked up to him, looking up to him as he was at least a five inches taller than I. I put on my best fake innocent look, causing his smirk to falter ever so slightly.

"I'm the new team captain and quarter-back, so pick another position." I walked over to sit in front of the chair Dil was occupying, laughter visibly shaking my body, but no sound came. Tommy stalked over to me, his face full of complete and utter confidence, like he thought I was joking.

"Bullshit. I'm the team captain and quarter-back. Girls can't play football, anyways."

My reaction was so instinctual that I didn't know it happen until he was already on his back, one of my fists tied up in the neck of his shirt, the other raised by my shoulder, getting ready to knock his lights out. Dil's hand wrapped gently around my wrist, pulling me out of my trance. I stood up, scowling at Tommy, pointing my finger at him. "I can play the position better than you, anytime, anywhere." I challenged. The others were still caught up in how fast I reacted, except Susie, who knew how I reacted to everything. We were so close, we were like sisters.

Tommy finally recovered from our brief confrontation, pulling himself up. He nodded at Chuckie and Phil, the two standing up. "Right now, back yard." he growled.

I smirked. "Are you sure you can handle it? It's raining. I wouldn't want you to mess up your soooo stylish hair." My natural sarcasm dripped off each word, causing his scowl to get darker. I walked past him, out the sliding doors. I stood there, waiting for the guys to assemble.

"Who's the weakest player, out of you?"

Chuckies hand lifted in the air, trying to keep his not-caring facade up while admitting he was the weakest. I smiled at him, a sarcastic, but warm smile. It was my signature smile. "You're on my team, then."