Scouts POV;

The wind blew threw my fine blonde hair, my newly brought converse trainers swinging through the pile of autumn leaves that layed below me. The concrete where I sat was hard and uncomfortable I gritted my teeth, my entire body shaking because of the ice cold wind hitting at my freshly made up face. I sighed pulling at my wristwatch; I lifted my head when to my relief I spotted a familiar face in the distance sprinting towards me.

'SORRY' Em gasped, her cheeking glowing ruby red. Her frame bent over.

'I've been here for 30 minutes, where were you?' I cried, my eyebrows borrowing together, hands on hips like I meant business.

'Oh you know, mum was being a cow... Look sorry, I won't be late next time' She darted back, bearing a grin.

I nodded, 'we are gunna be in so much trouble, lets go' I sighed, jumping from my resting place.

We skipped to school arm in arm, sharing the latest gossip. The latest celebrity news. As we reached the school gates, Em pitched in something into the convosation which I was dreading to hear.

'Hows the foster parents?' She asked casually, strutting across the school field, tutting when a spec of dirt got onto her new designer shoes.

'There OK, you know...' I replied vaguely sliding across the field.

'What about Phoenix? Your not still talking to him are you?' Em enquired, swinging open the school doors.

'Well...' I mumbled.

'WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?' Mr Byrne yelled his veins in his forehead bulging.

'We were studying' Em quickly shot back smugly.

'You will both be in afternoon detention for a week, now go to your lesson!' He boomed, spit spraying us.

I slumped behind Em as she slotted herself through Mr Clarkson's door before coolly heading to the back and grabbing a chair. Mr Clarkson shook his head before returning back to the board. I glanced around holding a chair in my hands there were two spaces one next to Denzil and one next to Phoenix I hesitated waiting for Em to choose.

'Oi, DENZIL. Move from there so me and Scout can sit there.' Em demanded shoving him sending him off balance. 'Get lost Em' He coldly replied returning to his page.

She chucked her belongings down onto the floor. Slumping down beside Denzil. Leaving me next to Phoenix.

'I phoned you yesterday how come you didn't ring back?' Phoenix innocently asked.

'My phones playing up sorry' I lied, it was as I could feel Em's eyes glaring right through me.

Phoenix's shrugged, 'Want to come round mine later, I could order pizza?' He asked grinning.

I gulped before instantly turning around to look at Em surely enough she was glaring. My eyes lowered.

'Um Pho...' Before I could finish my phone vibrated in my pocket. I slid it out while Mr Clarkson was delving into the wonders of explaining something to do with 'Romeo and Juliet' I flipped it up.

'Why are you talking to that idiot? Em xx' I swivelled round, as Em shook her head at me. My insides chruning, not knowing who to choose.

'Thought your phone was 'playing up' you know what forget about later, its obvious Em has you wrapped round her little finger, didn't take you for such a mug' He calmly said before swivelling around in his chair facing the window. His hair sheilding me from the dim sunlight.

'Phoenix...'

'SCOUT ALLEN' I jumped at my name being yelled it was Mr Clarkson.

'As you clearly have something interesting to say, why not come up and say it?' Mr Clarkson groaned.

'Sorry sir, I'll be quiet' I replied, my head bowing.

The next 10 minutes were spent in utter silence, as Em attempted to get my attention and Phoenix did the complete opposite ignoring everything I said to him.

Phoenix POV;

I stomped out the classroom, pushing my way pass everyone. Before getting stopped by Emily James.

'Scout isn't interested in an idiot like you... GET OVER IT' she yelled in my face.

I could fill the anger intensiifie I knew I mustn't get angry, from past experience with my dad knowing that anger didn't get you nowhere, and even if I wanted to I couldn't hit a girl.

'Just leave it Em' I responded, trying to dodge out her way.

'SCARED ARE WE?' Emily taunted, a crowd now building around us in a narrow and tight corridor.

People's voices and cheers making my head want to explode. 'Move' I demanded in my fierce voice.

'Em, please just stop' I heard Scout say to her friend trying to pull her backwards away from me.

'Im sticking up for you Scout be great full' Em replied before pushing Scout off her arm sending Scout flying backwards into the corridor wall and onto the floor.

I instantly bent downwards; putting out a hand to Scout before I knew it Em pounced on me and was now on my back. I stood in the corridor as she screamed and punched, still staying as calm as a cucumber. Willing for a teacher to come and stop this.

'Fight, fight, fight' the audience cheered. I tried a buckaroo technique trying to throw her off my back, but her sharp nails dug into my neck. Creating sharp pain and drawing blood that was now slowly dripping down onto my once crisp white shirt.

'Alright, alright' Denzil shouted from the audience, 'Get off' everyone booed wanting to see some action to lighten up their boring Monday morning. He yanked Emily down from my back. 'Give it a rest will you, if your gunna fight, fight, if not just don't' Denzil sighed before slumping off down the corridor with the rest of the unsatisfied audience.

Emily and Scout stood side by side. Em eyes narrowing, Scout had a blank face. I hated the fact that she would do anything that Emily wanted her to do. Em would say jump, and Scout would reply 'how high?' I shook my head at the pair of them before strolling down the corridor muttering 'Mental' under my breath.