A/N: I'm writing this story since I finished Baby Love. The basic plot is based on 10 Things I Hate About You but twists! Pretty cute so R&R!

How I Detest You-Chapter 1: This is LA For You by Laura McConnell

"Another year of boredom fest." Seventeen-year-old Sandy Sanchez sighed to her best friend Bijou.

"But this is senior year, Sands!" Bijou Ribon protested.

"Same building, same stupid teachers, same jerks, same ex-boyfriend!" Sandy said, pointing a long black nail at Maxwell.

"This is what I love about you Sands, your optimism." Bijou said sarcastically.

Maxwell was looking at them.

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU LOOKING AT, JERK?" Sandy yelled.

"Witch." Maxwell snorted.

Sandy stalked over to him. "You think that you're all high & mighty with your money & cool car but you are really a JERK!" Sandy hissed.

"Come on Sands!" Bijou yelled.

Sandy glared at Maxwell once more & joined Bijou. Flora, Maxwell's step sister, walked over to him, "Come on Maxwell." She sighed.

"What's wrong?" Maxwell asked.

"It's just, I want to date Stan but he's not allowed to date!" Flora complained.

"Flora, you were whining about this two minutes ago!" Maxwell snapped.

Meanwhile Sandy was saying, "Bij, give me something that I should be impressed of, one SINGLE thing!"

Bijou pointed a heavily filed sky blue fingernail towards the door of the principles' office. "There." She said, her eyes opening wide.

Sandy turned to look at the guy that had caught Bij's attention. He had black hair & was wearing ALL black! Black jeans, totally black converse, black shirt, long black coat, & Sandy could see a box of cigarettes sticking out of his coat pocket.

Sandy rolled her eyes. "Ugh, another bad-boy wannabe." She groaned, "Come on Bij. We should be in Geometry by now! And no, he's NOT a good future boyfriend for you!"

"I wasn't thinking for me, I was thinking for you." Bijou said.

"WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? ME AND HIM? I mean, he might be kind of hot, in a total weird way, BUT I don't like guys let ALONE him!"

"Mr. Harding," the principle was saying.

"It's Kether." He said.

"Ok then, Kether, for a guy that has a love for a non-color, your record is sure colorful."

Kether smirked. "Let's just say, blame it on evil step-moms. I'm not a big fan of high-school & IT'S NOT a big fan of mine." He drawled, picking at his black nail polish.

"Doesn't have to be that way, Kether." Principal shook his head, "Before your so-called rebellion, seems to me you had the makings of a good student" he said, studying the pages in front of him, "Decent grade point average, good attendance, that's the type of student we want here at High-school, kind of guy who's life will go somewhere after graduation, somewhere other than down the nearest drain."

Kether rolled his eyes, clearly uninterested. He got up from his seat as the bell rang. "As much as it pains me to leave our conversation, I shouldn't be late for my first class." He drawled, & walked out of the office, his black coat swishing behind him.

The Principle banged his fist on the desk out of pure frustration!

"Um, hi." A girls' voice said from the doorway, "I was looking for the principle."

"Oh hi. Our other new student." Finally! And easy one! Thank my lucky stars! From her record, this girl is a goodie-goodie but at least she won't be smoking behind the gym! "What's your name again?" he asked.

"Pashmina, sir." She said nervously, "Pashmina Samantha Mafura."

All of a sudden a girl came busting through the door. "Hi Principal Jackson!" she said.

"Penelope Harrison." (In this story, she is Pashmina's best friend not sister.) The principle sighed, "What can I do for you?"

"Well our teacher said that you needed me to help show around some new students since I have my free period!" Penelope said.

"Here, you can show Miss Mafura around, Mr. Harding… well, I'm sure he can find his own way!" the principle said, "Off you go then! Pashmina, Penelope Harrison will be your guide."

Pashmina smiled. "Cool." Penelope seemed a lot nicer then the black haired bad boy un-wannabe that ran her over in the hallway & didn't stop to even mutter a, 'sorry'.

Penelope smiled back at her. As they walked around outside, Penelope pointing stuff out & Pashmina watching with interest, Pashmina stopped suddenly staring at something. It was a guy to be exact. A guy with sandy blonde hair & a skateboard.

"Oh no." Penelope shook her head, "Ohhh nooo!"

"He is so cute." Pashmina said dreamily.

"Look Pashmina, this is pointless, ok?" Penelope said, finally getting the girl's attention when Stan went out of view, "See that's Stan Sanchez. And his mom is TOTALLY strict about dating! Like, no dating until they're in they're twenties!" Penelope waved her hands around, "And his sister, Sandy, well let's say NO ONE less then fearless, would go out with HER!"

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"MAYBE WE SHOULD LOOK AT IT FROM ANOTHER ANGLE!" Sandy yelled at her biology table.

"Please Miss Sanchez, (INSERT BIOLOGY FACT HERE!) I assure you of it!" their teacher said.

"Oh please," the guy at the desk behind her laughed, "Like anyone cares what you think Blondie!"

"Well nobody wants your opinion either, Maxwell!" Sandy spat out venomously.

As the argued more & more the teacher suggested Sandy got her butt to the principle's office since she started the whole thing! "YOU ARE SUCH A JERK MAXWELL!" Sandy screamed in his face before leaving.

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"Hey Stan," Flora said, smiling at Stan causing him to blush. Flora was the prettiest & richest girl in Stan's grade!

"HI." Stan said.

"I, uh, was wondering…" Flora started to say, mumbling out the rest.

"What?"

"If you'd um…"

"For god's sakes! I can't stand much more of this!" Maxwell snapped, "What my idiot sister is trying to ask is if you'll give her a ride home!"

"Sure." Stan said brightly. SCORE! He thought.

"I'm so in love." Pashmina sighed as she watched the guy of her dreams.

"Give it up girlfriend." Penelope sighed, "There's no way…"

"There has to be!" Pashmina cried, "I WILL FIND A WAY!"

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"What on god's friggin' earth did you do Sandy?" her mom demanded, "Your brother told me you had detention… for snapping at Maxwell again!"

"If she already told you, why are you asking me?" Sandy asked, going into the living room.

"SANDY!" her mom screeched, chasing her into the living room where Stan was watching TV, "Sandy why do you have to be this way? Why?"

"Mom! I didn't do anything!" Sandy protested.

"Oh yeah you did! You threatened to kill Maxwell & you kept cursing & yelling at him!" Stan shot back.

"STAANNN!" Sandy screamed, "YOU ARE SUCH A TATTLE-TALE!"

"That is enough!" mom said.

"No mom, it really isn't. Why don't you ask Stan who he gave a ride home today?" Sandy asked sweetly.

"You drove someone home? You drove a girl home?" mom asked.

"Mom, girls are just PEOPLE!" Stan protested.

"WE ARE TALKING ABOUT FLORA HERE!" Sandy yelled.

"JUST BECAUSE YOU GOT DUMPED BY HER STEP BROTHER DOESN'T MEAN SHE'S EVIL!" Stan yelled back.

Pretty soon the siblings were in a shouting match when mom bellowed, "QUITE! Now Sandy, no more snapping at Maxwell! He's perfectly… never mind. And Stan, no more giving girls rides home!"

"Buuuut Moooom!" Stan whined, "Why?"

"You'll get one pregnant! Just like me!" mom said.

"You don't understand mom! I'm the only one in all of LA who DOESN'T date!" Stan yelled.

"That's not true honey. Your sister doesn't date. Do you?" she asked the blonde girl.

"NO WAY! Not after Maxwell!" the blonde declared.

"But it doesn't bother her! She's a witch or something! No one would go out with her anyway!" Stan yelled.

"FINE!" mom shouted, "If you don't like the rule on dating, we'll change it!"

Stan smirked triumphantly at Sandy. Sandy gasped! She didn't want Stan to date Flora… she was Maxwell's… stepsister!

"Stan can date" mom said, smiling, "When Sandy does."

"BUT MOM!" Stan yelled, "Sandy's a WITCH! She couldn't get a date even if she wanted one!"

"Which I DON'T!" Sandy said, "There's not a single guy in the WORLD that I would date!"

"I'm doomed." Stan said, "Doomed."

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"So if x is... No, y can be calculated by... Oh God, I hate this!" Stan through his hands up in the air. Math was driving him CRAZY! He just COULDN'T do it!

"Umm, hi." A shy looking girl said, "Do you need some help?"

"Depends," Stan said, "Algebra?"

"YEAH!" the girl said enthusiastically, "I'll help ya!"

"I'm Stan by the way." Stan said.

"I know. I'm Pashmina." She said.

Within half an hour Stan was actually UNDERSTANDING the math problems! "Wow!" he said, "Thank you Pashmina, this is so much fun, studying with you!"

"Great, but now that you're done studying, are you free tonight?" Pashmina asked.

"Pashmina, that's very sweet that you like me & all but…" Stan liked Flora & Flora alone but he couldn't have anyone.

"I know about your mom but what if we made it a study date? You know, studying for math?" Pashmina asked hopefully.

"Well the rules have changed but not enough to make a difference." Stan explained, trying not to hurt her feelings, "I can date if my sister does."

"Ah. The un-social Sandy." Pashmina said, "She seems a little difficult."

"A LITTLE?" Stan scoffed at that, "She's a witch from HELL!"

"She may be extreme but I'm SURE there's a guy for her!" Pashmina said.

"You'd do that for me?" Stan asked.

"Of course I would Stan. I like you. A lot." Pashmina said, smiling.

"That's sweet… I think." Stan said.

Pashmina Samantha Mafura was sweet but Flora was hot! And if Pashmina could find someone to date Sandy so he could go out with Flora, it would be a dream come true.

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"I can not BELIEVE you agreed to that!" Penelope laughed, "You really think you can find a guy that will date SANDY REBECCA SANCHEZ? I don't think so Pash."

"I have to do is Pen!" Pashmina said, "Stan is so nice. I just have to be his girlfriend!"

"Pash, NOBODY likes Sandy enough to actually date her!" Penelope said, "We'd have to be talking complete lack of fear!"

"Like him?" Pashmina smirked, pointing to the guy with black hair & a long black coat.

"Are you KIDDING me?" Penelope asked.

"He looks tough enough for Sandy." Pashmina shrugged.

"But he got kicked out of his last school for attacking his teacher with PRUNING SHEARS!" Penelope said.

"But he IS extreme!" Pashmina pointed out, making to walk over to the guy casually.

"No, no Pash! NOT Kether Harding!" Penelope cried dramatically.

Pashmina rolled her eyes & walked over to him. She started coughing for he was smoking a cigarette.

"Cough-cough-Kether-cough-cough-Harding?" she asked.

"You have thirty seconds to convince me why I shouldn't kill you." Kether said, taking a long drag on his cigarette close to Pashmina's face. Too close. By the time Pashmina had stopped having a cough attack, Kether was walking away, his black coat whooshing around his legs.

"That did NOT go well!" Pashmina & Penelope decided.

A/N: I apologize for no K+S yet but it needs to get set up! I hope you liked it. R&R.