My second fic. ^^ Yay! This one's a bit funnier…

"I'm trying to help you!" The school councilor argued.

"Too bad I don't need it." Jacqueline smiled, her lip piercing moving with her lips.

"Jacque! You cannot keep doing things like this!" The councilor started getting irritated, and stood up.

"Hey! Only good friends can call me that! You ain't a good friend teach! Watch it!" Jacqueline started getting pissed.

"You cannot threaten administrators either!"

"Jacqueline Pesk!" Jacque rolled her eyes. There was the principle. "Can you explain what you were doing when you decided to spray paint the cheerleaders clubroom?"

She shrugged. "They pissed me off." Was her simple explanation.

"Your EXPLELLED! Too many times have I let you off, not this time!" Jacque raised an eyebrow, her piercing moving with it.

"Does that mean I can leave?" The principle looked like he would blow.

"LEAVE!" He bellowed. Jacque grabbed her shoulder bag, and walked out of the office, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"Jacque. How'd it go?" Charlie ran up to the most daring girl, now expelled from school.

"See ya boys! I'm working all day now!" She threw her arms open wide.

"Does that mean the great Jacqueline Pesk no longer goes to our school?" A blond cheerleader asked, acting snobby.

"Hey, watch it cheer bitch. Shit could happen to that pretty little face of yours if you fuck with her." The boys surrounded Jacque.

"Aw! You guys are too sweet!" She laughed and hugged them.

"So what're you gonna do to get the old bastard back?" Nick asked eagerly. Jacque shrugged.

"Dunno yet…" She smiled. "But it'll be grand!" They all laughed.

"Hey! Get to class!" Mr. Jackson yelled at the group.

"Eh, bite us old man!" Then they took off running to their classes, Jacque just running to the front of the building.

Shit would hit the fan when she got to that bitch she had to call mother's house, if she even went home. She surveyed the building. There. The pool. That was her revenge.

Walking over there she took off her shirt, boot, socks, and jeans, leaving her in boxers, and a tank top. She swan dived into the deep end, and came up breathing deeply. Good revenge idea. She thought.

After swimming for a few minutes, she felt someone's eyes on her. She didn't look around to let them know she could feel them. She just got out, and grabbed her shit, then went to the shower rooms. They followed her there, and she showered. She didn't feel them watching her while she showered, but as she got out, there was a black man with a scar covering half of his face, and a muscled man to his side.

She wrapped the towel tighter around her. "You were the ones watching me, huh? Pervs."

The black man smirked and the other one looked her over.

"Like what ya see numb nuts?" She snipped, growing tired of his eyes roaming over her, drinking her in.

"Too young for my taste." He smirked back. She raised an eyebrow, and chuckled, getting ready to tango with this man.

"Alright you two. I can see your are going to have fun X." Scar face said, and looked back at Jacque. "Jacque," He started.

"Stop right there Scar face. No one but good friends call me that. You a good friend? Don't think so. Watch it." Her voice dropped low, and she looked at the men in front of her. "What the hell do you want?" She demanded and crossed her arms over her well-developed chest.

"Then I'll call you Jacqueline till you are a good friend." Her eyebrows rose again. He kept saying such interesting things. The man on the left was cute, but if he threatened Camille, she'd hurt him. "I need your help."