Disclaimer: I do not own "Lost and Delirious" or "The Wives of Bath." I do not own Paulie, Tory, Mary B. Jake, either of the teachers, or the plot on which this is based, however, I do own the new girl and the twists in the plot that I made up, that weren't originally there.

(A/N: This story is rated 'R' for its strong language, the preexisting slash relationship between Paulie and Tory, for rape, slight sexual content and for possible mild violence. The usual applies, don't like, don't read. But if you do, please enjoy, and please go a little easy, as this is my first fic ever!)

(A/N # 2: This story is told through multiple points of view, so I apologize in advance for any confusion. If anyone needs questions answered, ask?! But please ask nice, ok?!)

(A/N # 3: Hello again, just to advise readers, some of these scenes are directly out of the movie with direct quotes and/or actions, and I just described the emotions, activities etc. I'll try to tell you as I post chapters, which ones are direct, and which ones I made up completely. Okay? Thanks. Onward ho!)

Chapter 1: Finding the Fight
Paulie stopped and glanced skyward, a tear rolling down her face. She had long ago stopped wiping them away. She couldn't bear to think of Tory. Of the times when they used to sit together and watch the stars and the moon. Sometimes sharing a cigarette, sometimes just sharing in each other's presence. But tonight, the stars were so clear. Almost a message. Telling her not to give up. Not to let go without a fight.
The raptor was healing well. Paulie had cared for it since that day they'd found it. The day they were jogging. She had told Tory and Mary Brave to go on. To leave her there. If only she'd gone with them, perhaps it could have been different. She and Tory could have outrun Jake and his friends easily. The boys from R.A.B.. But things weren't different. Tory's little sister had still seen them together. Tory had still betrayed her, and here she was, on a full moon night, crying, and watching the stars. Feeling like she'd lost her mind.
Enough of this though. Paulie flipped her shoulder-length, light brown hair over one shoulder, and pulled her backpack up higher on her back. She took a deep breath, and headed back towards the dark, shadowed building that was her school. The place where she lived. Alongside Mary Brave, who'd stayed a true friend, and alongside Tory, her lover, whom, she decided, she must win back.