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"Mo Mo!" I cringed at the name. Hadn't I told him not to call me that. I spun around, eyes narrowed. I knew I could kick his scrawny ass if I wanted to, but he was my friend.

"What do you want, Blondie?" I shot back.

"You, of course." He said, cheekily, "But that's not the reason I'm here." He flipped his wet, blonde hair to the side. "I was actually wondering if you had to notes from History."

My mouth dropped open in mock surprise, "Reid Garwin, asking for notes?! What is the world coming too?!"

He hit my shoulder, and scoffed.

"Mo Mo! I'm being serious!" He whined, "Besides, they're not even for me. Tyler just to chicken to ask for himself." I chuckled and pretended to whip sweat off my forehead.

"That was good. You had me going there for a second." I joked. He rolled his eyes.

"Do you have them or not, Mo?" I laughed, shaking my head.

"Yeah, yeah. Hold on, their in my locker." I said, turning to my side. I opened the locker I had just closed, and grabbed my History journal. I handed the notebook to him, and slammed the locker shut.

"Thanks." He said, walking away.

"Welcome." I said, but then called his name again. He turned around to look at me, "Oh and Reid, tell Tyler to just ask me himself next time!"

"Will do, Mo." I laughed and continued on my way to the dorm.


"Mallory!" I heard my roommate scream in my ear. I jumped up, sitting up in my bed.

"Where's the fire?!"

"Mally, shut up, and get up." I heard Emma say. I rolled my eyes at my roommate, but was grateful. If she wouldn't wake me up every morning, I would miss all my morning classes.

I yawned, and turned on my back, stretching my arms and limbs.

"You know, you look like a cat when you do that." Emma said. I turned over and stuck my tongue out at her.

"Very mature." She rolled her eyes, "Now get ready so we can go get breakfast." She said, throwing her pillow at me. It hit me straight in the face, and I groaned. She shot me an evil look, so I got up and started getting dressing my uniform.

I grabbed a brush laying on the floor, and brushed my straight, brown hair. I then proceeded to chuck it at the blonde laying on her bed, already dressed in uniform. She caught it in her hand, and laughed.

I tied by dirty, black converse, and walked out the door with her.

"Mally, Ems!" I groaned, must everyone be so cheerful in the morning. Taylor Calverton stood in front of us, her black hair perfect, and her dark eyes surrounded by eyeliner. I was envious of her tanned skin, mine was ghost white.(pictures of all three of them on my profile. Check it! Review!)

"Hey Taylor, we're going to breakfast, you coming?" Emma asked. I walked away from they, and headed for the bathrooms.

"Mals, where you going?" Taylor called out. I cringed at her perky voice.

"Bathroom." I said, and walked faster. I got in, and immediately went for the sink. I ignored the girls around my that were doing their make-up. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, before leaving.

I walked quickly to the cafeteria, and took a seat next to Emma. Taylor tossed a muffin at my face, and I caught it before it hit me.

"Eat, anorexic bitch." She chuckled. I glared at her. I was so not anorexic. I ate more then these two put together.

"Your just jealous of my body." I said, she rolled her eyes at me. Actually, it was probably the other way around. I was gangly. I stood at five' nine, and was thin to the bone. I barely had a chest area, and my hips were far to big for my body.

Taylor, on the other hand, was average height, and had a womanly figure. I assumed it was from the dancing she did. I played soccer, Taylor danced, and Emma sat around. Emma was the nerd of our group. She would rather discuss scientific theories then talk about boys.

"So, it's Friday, Nicky's tonight?" Taylor asked. Emma rapidly shook her head no, she wasn't good with crowds. I laughed, and hit her in the back.

"You're coming with us, Ems." I said, and the color drained from her face. I finished eating my muffin, and stood up, the other two following.

"Class time!" I sang. I felt a lot better after eating.

"See you guys later." Taylor said, she had English right now. We said our good-byes and walked away. Emma and I continued down the hall until we were interrupted by someone.

"Hey Mallory!" I turned around to find Tyler Simms walking towards us. Emma rose her eyebrow toward me, and I just smiled.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I have your notes. Uhm, thanks for them, by the way." He said, blushing. I smiled at him, and grabbed the notebook.

"No problem." I said, and we walked away.

"You gave him your notes?" Emma asked as we walking to the Science classroom.

"Actually, I gave them to Garwin, who then gave them to Simms." I said, and sat down in my seat. Emma took the seat next to me, and rolled her eyes.

"They have names, you know." She hated when I used last names to address someone.

"I know." I said, smiling. She shot me an evil look through her brown eyes.

"Hey, Mo Mo!" I tensed at the name.

"How many time do I have to tell you not to call me that?!" I said in frustration, turning to the Blonde who sat behind me.

He just smiled, "Whatever."

"What do you want?" I asked, glaring.

"You, me, pool tables tonight?" He asked.

"What about your gay lover?" I replied, usually him and Tyler played together. He scoffed, and glared, but it turned into a smirk.

"Don't be jealous, love." He said, cheekily.

"Oh, you caught me. I'm so jealous of your boyfriend." I sneered. He just smiled.

"Don't deny it, Mo Mo." I nearly screamed in anger. I hated that name.

"Whatever, Blondie." I said, turning back towards the front of the room.

"So does that mean yes?" He asked.

"Yes, I'll play pool with you tonight." I sighed. The teacher walked into the classroom before he could say something else, and class began.


"Mally, you are not wearing that!" Taylor screamed at me. I looked down at my outfit. It seemed fine to me. I was wearing blue, boot-legged, jeans, and a loose purple t-shirt.

"I thought it looked fine." I mumbled, but Taylor heard me anyways.

"Yeah, if you were about to go work on a farm, and not going to go meet Reid Garwin!" She yelled. Emma laughed behind her hand, and Taylor moved her glare onto her.

"Hey Emma! You don't look much better!" She said, and Emma frowned. I laughed, as Taylor starting digging through my closet. She took out a pair of skinny jeans, and a tight, black, belly shirt. My eyes grew wide.

"Nuh uh, no way. I'll wear the pants, but I get to pick a shirt!" I said. She groaned, but nodded her head. I went to the closet and searched threw my display of shirts. I finally picked a tight-fitting, yellow polo. She approved of it, and threw the pants at me.

I snarled at her, started changing, not caring that they were in the room. I laughed as I heard Taylor tell Emma it was her turn. I got the clothes on and started putting eyeliner around my grey eyes.

Emma got dressed in the outfit Taylor picked for her, and they were off.

"Whose driving?" Emma asked, I showed them my keys.

"I will."

Ten minutes later they arrived at the bar.

"Oh thank the lord!" Emma said, dropping to her knees and patting the ground. I smack the blonde on the back of her head, and Taylor sniggered.

"Come on, nerd." I said, grabbing her arm and pulling her up. She snorted and walked with us into the bar.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite girl from Spencer's. When are you going to cave in and sleep with me, Evans." I felt a hand go around my waist. I rolled my eyes and pushed Reid off of me.

"As if, Blondie. What happened to Mo Mo?" I said, realizing he called me by my last name. He chuckled.

"I thought you hated that name." He smirked.

"I do, but I've told you that before and you didn't stop calling me that." I said.

"Mo Mo it is, then." He said, pulling me to the pool tables. I waved bye to Taylor and Emma who were giving me a knowing smile. What's up with that?

We stopped at one of the pool tables, and he thrust a stick into my hands.

"Hey Abbot, you up for a game?" He called over to Aaron Abbot, the second biggest manwhore at Spencer's. You can only guess who's the first.

"Why not? We're bound to win since you have a girl on your team." He sneered. I scoffed. I could beat his ass.

Reid smirked, "Whatever you say, Abbot."


Three hours later and fifty dollars richer.

"You cheated, Evans!" Abbot said, shocked that I made the shot. I rolled my eyes.

"Did not. You're just mad that you got beat by a girl." He scoffed.

"I don't see a girl around, only men." He said, trying to insult me.

"Really, because I'm talking to one." I spat.

"Why you little bitch."

"Didn't your parents teach you manners?"

"I outta teach you a few things."

"I doubt you can teach my anything I don't already know."

He glared and me and lifted his arm to take a swing towards me. Reid caught it mid-hit.

"Now Abbot, didn't your Mom teach you never to hit a girl? Or was she too busy fucking one of your ten Daddy's?" Reid smirked. Aaron's face turned red with anger.

"You, me, outside! Now!" Aaron yelled.

"Gladly." Reid said, stepping up to him. I put my hand on Reid's shoulder.

"Come on, Garwin. It isn't worth it." I said, knowing full well he could get expelled for this kind of thing. Aaron smiled, maliciously.

"Yeah, Garwin, listen to your whore." He sneered. I turned my glare on him.

"What'd you call me?" I snarled.

"A whore, you know, the thing you a-" He didn't get to finish his sentence because Reid swung at him and hit him straight on. His nose poured out blood, and he looked shock. The shock slipped off his face, and he aimed a punch towards Reid. Reid blocked it, and sent him another one.

"Hey ladies, take it somewhere else!" Nicky said, holding up a baseball bat. Reid gave Aaron one last shove.

"Get out of here, Abbot, and don't you dare talk about Mallory that way again." He said, full of hate. Aaron glared at both of us, but finally called over his group, and they left. Kira, Aaron's whore girlfriend, sent me a sneer, but I just smiled at her.

The minute they left I took Reid's face in my hands.

"Are you hurt?" I asked, he shoved my hands away, laughing.

"I'm fine, Mo Mo." He said, "Lets go get some drinks and find the others."


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