Yeah so ok, this was probably the smartest idea I had before in my entire life. Well, other than that time I set Victoria's Secret on fire… But that one wasn't my fault! I just so happened to be holding a match stick that day, but my friend was the one who started it! She actually stole a real flamethrower from her father's movie production set!

Ok, so back onto what I had said before my 'smartest' idea right now was trying to get my 'R rated movie' from the principal. Hey, I accidently brought along my 'Alien Resurrection' movie to school. I had forgotten I packed it into one of my Shonen Jump issues, and I flipped out to read in class. Then that's when Mr. Wicket came along and confiscated it from me! Hey, I'm a 15 year old girl who loves the Alien series!

I was now outside of the school's front entrance, reading a 'One Piece Volume 52' manga and just popping my watermelon flavored bubblegum. I wore a black turtleneck with red lines across it. Some jeans and some flip-flops. My hair was shoulder length, and a dark blue that lightened up in the summer time. My eyes were a blue color that shined in the sunlight. I had freckles across her face, making me look like a hillbilly. That's why everyone made fun of me. Actually, they made fun of my 1st name as well. My 1st name is Jazz. See?

I don't see eye to eye with most girls since I'm not a girly girl, and I loved getting dirty. Except for in my hair, which is a total nightmare in any girl's life, since it hurts like hell, and it takes a long time to get out. So, I was outside staring at the whole New York town. She was from Gray, TN. So, many people thought I was a red neck. I wasn't a red neck! Though, I'm a little weird. I do eat scorpions and crickets!

"Hey… Is your name is Jazz?" A male's voice asked me. Oh god, now what is it? Isn't it bad enough I got caught with an 'R rated' movie already?

"Yes, so why are ya asking me?" I asked, looking at a blue swallowtail butterfly that landed on my finger.

"Mr. Wicket wants to see ya in his office. Something about the movie you brought to school." The male said again, not leaving me alone. Why won't he leave? Oh, he might be an escort so I don't get the movie and run like hell.

"Darn… It's not my fault I brought it with me! I was on a trip, and my movie cases didn't have any more room for any more movies so I put it in my book!" I sighed, jumping off the large tall brick thingy and looked at the boy.

He looked very familiar… He might have been in my science class, but I doesn't usually look at other people. He had yellow hair, the yellow of Naruto Uzumaki's hair, and a green long jacket. A brown chocolate shirt was underneath it, and he had some gray jeans on as well. His eyes were a shade of blue, reminding me of Sora and Naruto's eyes too.

"Oh, and he wanted me to escort you there as well." He added.

I knew it.

"Alright… Sheesh…. I should bring Ray here and throw him on Mr. Wicket to scare him a bit." I laughed dryly, walking into the school again. People gave me odd looks as I walked with the boy to Mr. Wicket's room.

A group of boys, most likely the football team, walked up to them, blocking their path.

One of the guys was the quarterback named Derek. He had black hair and green eyes. He was perfectly built so naturally a lot of girls swamped him. Derek looked at the boy then to me. "Hey, Noah, whose the girl?" He asked, with a red head clinging onto his arm.

The boy known as 'Noah' looked at me then to Derek. "Her name's Jazz and Mr. Wicket wants to see her." He replied causally as if I was his buddy.

A boy with black and red eyes stared at me with a hidden lust. He smiled at me which turned into a smirk as he walked near me. "Hey, Jazz, how you doing?" He asked me, putting his arm around me. I think his name was Kevin.

Dude, I was so not looking for a relationship at the moment with all that's going on. I glared at the guy with the most venom I could muster, turning the glare into my most famous 'death glare'. That seemed to kill his mood, but he still got close to me.

"Those won't work on me. Now, how about me and you ditch this area and go somewhere else?" He asked me.

"As much I as would love to leave this sorry excuse for a school, I have to get my Alien Resurrection movie back." I smiled in a fake way, pushing him off me and made my way to the office, but I didn't make it far without that Kevin guy pushing me up against the lockers. Nice… Now… He's making a scene. Worst of all that Noah kid was watching.

"Awww~ No fun? Come on! I know you're not a hillbilly like everyone says! You have a spunky side and you watch 'R' rate movies." Kevin smirked, leaving way too close for my comfort. His breath was on my face, mostly on my lips.

My face heated up instantly, and I wished I could be killed by a heartless here and now forever more! "Get off me jerk face before I kick your sorry butt." I spat out. Nice, he was pinning my hands against the locker doors. That hurt.

"Yeah right… Derek! What you want me to do with this chick?" Kevin asked, sneering at his boss. DID HE JUST CALL ME CHICK?

I wanted to so kick his butt. Hey, I can kick him right? Yay! Those karate classes I'm still taking will pay off. Oh, I'm a 2nd degree black belt and a black sash in Tai chi. I can take a crack at it right? So, I'm gonna do it! "Hey, Kevin?" I asked.

"What? You want to smooch me now?" He asked, leaning in closer. He released his grip on my hands just by a tiny bit.

I smirked and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. I saw him keel over and clutch at his injured self, falling down. "Sucker!" I stated, sticking out my tongue and high-tailing it out to the officer.

"KEVIN!" Derek shouted, glaring at me. He shouted at me in the most curses he could muster. Well, he almost got the 'F' word but a teacher in the hallway caught him, meaning I am free from that!