Ian was walking down the hall with his girlfriend, Sasha. He laughed as people parted in the hallways for them to walk. They were named the most popular couple of the school. Laughing again, he whispered to Sasha, "When do you want to skip today?" As she shrugged the Ian felt someone bump into him. It was a short girl, who had black hair that was short on one side and long on the other. Sasha frowned and sneered, "Get out of the way freak." Ian kept walking as the girls books fell to her feet. Laughing along with his friends and girlfriend, they continued to their first classes.
Valentine had gotten to school a few minutes late, but she was still early. She usually met her friend, Levi, by the office, and this morning was no different. They walked down the hall to their first class together, and they saw the hall slowly moving aside for the bitch and her boyfriend. It was supposedly the high schools most popular couple, but she could care less. She didn't care that everybody parted just for them. She was going to class no matter if it meant shoving them aside. But instead, she got bumped into him and her books fell to her combat boot feet. Valentine looked at Sasha and glared at her. She heard Ian's remark and rolled her eyes.
"Sorry for bumping into you and your bitch." She said, and started to pick up her books with the aid of Levi.
Hearing the remark, Ian looked back over at his shoulder with a sneer. But he soon looked over at Sasha who was poking his arm. "Yes, love?" He said with a slight British accent. She laughed. "Are you coming to class? Or you just going to walk by the door and keep going?" Ian went red slightly. "Oh... Ha-ha! Come on! Let's get in and get seated before Mr. Allen shows up."
"And it looks like you're late, Mr. Richfield and Ms Rose. Care to bring your books and yourselves into this class and sit with your fellow classmates?" Ian frowned and Sasha put her hands on her hips. Her shoulder bag carried only her make-up, she never bothered with her books. "Y-Yes sir, Mr. Allen. Right away." Ian said before his girlfriend could say anything. "Good, now detention today after school." Ian and Sasha groaned. They had plans today after school. "Yes sir." Sasha said taking her usual seat in the back. Ian went to follow her, but Mr. Allen stopped him. "There's a seat in the front where I would like you to sit." Ian looked at Sasha and sighed. "Yea sure." Aden saw Ian look over his should at her, so she gave him a smug smile and a little sarcastic wave, and finally picked up the last of her books and papers. She knew she was going to be late for class, and sine Levi didn't have this class with her, she couldn't get put of being in trouble, unless she thought of something smart, like always. Witty, was what she was. She said goodbye to Levi and walked to Mr. Allen's class with a sigh. She opened the door and went inside the classroom where most of the student was looking at her, including her. And of course...him. But he was a jerk, and she was a freak, so how could he possibly like her? "Hey Mr. Allen. I would love to say and chat about why I am late but class started and I'm already late, so why don't we just get this on with." She told him. "Why hello Ms Ashville. Since you don't have a valid reason for being late, you can spend after school detention with Mr. Richfield and Ms Rose here." Ian groaned loudly. "Seriously?" He frowned but turned and looked at her. Sasha was sitting back in her chair, at least, until she heard Mr. Allen. "What?" She said standing. "You can't possibly think that she could be in the same detention as me!" Sasha was slowly starting to get on Ian's nerves when she acted like that. It was really pissing him off. "Look, we'll deal Mr. Allen. But let's set aside all of this business and start class now shall we?" He loved the times where he was suave, and he kept his calm as he set down in the desk Mr. Allen had indicated. Immediately, girls flocked to his desk, sitting in all the desks around him. "Leave me alone please girls." "I have a valid reason! He knocked my books and papers out of my hands along with his snobby bitchy girlfriend! And I am not spending my afternoon wasting brain cells hearing her talk in detention while I already kill brain cells with her in this class!" She said. She sat down and glared at Sasha from the back of the room. She could handle Ian, but Sasha? She would rather have forks shoved in her eyes. And then she heard Sasha say she was a freak indirectly. "You know what, Sasha! I am going to be in detention to make you suffer and show you that I am not a freaking weird freak! I'm a person too damn it!" She sat back down in her seat and crossed her arms, pissed. Mr. Allen, seeming to let the words go by unnoticed, turned and started to write down science equations. "Write these down and have them answered by tomorrow." Ian sighed and slowly wrote down the problems. They were easy, but he was too lazy to do them. He could finish the work in detention. Looking over at Valentine. She seemed to be over her little 'speech' and was no longer paying attention. He quickly scribbled down the last of the equations and then a note. He passed it t the girl next to him and motioned for her to hand it over to Valentine. To his surprise, she did. He then looked back at Sasha, who was testing right out in the open. Ian sighed. She surely had some stupid moments. Valentine sighed and took her notebook out and opened to the period they were at. She wrote down all the equations. She started to solve them quickly, since these types of problems came easy to her. And every other equation. Valentine hadn't noticed Ian look at her. A she didn't pay attention to him passing notes, since she didn't care. As far as she knew, she didn't have anything to do with it. After all, he teased her, so he could give two fucks. But the girl next to her tapped her on the arm, and gave her a note. "From Ian." She looked at the note, then Ian, and her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it. She was afraid to look at the note. The teacher started to walk by, so she hid the note in her pocket. She looked back at his girlfriend and rolled her eyes. She didn't understand why he didn't pick somebody who was smart, but he picked her. Not only the "prettiest" girl in school, according to everybody else, but she was the dumbest, according to her. If there was anything you wanted to know about anyone in the school, Sasha would be your person. She somehow was able to get into the school computer files and read up on every student. Soon, things were spreading like wildfire. The bell had rand; Ian and Sasha were heading out of Mr. Allen's class when he bumped into Valentine once again. "Seriously, get a life. Stalker." Sasha sneered as she walked around her like she was carrying an airborne disease. Pulling Ian with her, they were son out in the hall way. The students were cramming the halls; they had about five minutes of social time before the next bell. Which meant Ian had time to go to the library? But, being a jock, which automatically made him 'stupid', he was unable to. Cursing under his breath, Ian departed with Sasha and headed to his next class, Modern Welfare and Science. Valentine got up from her chair when the bell rang, and put her books in her messenger bag. She threw it over him shoulder, and got bumped into the desk. "Whore. At least I can call myself smart." She said, and walked out. She met Levi at the doorway, and glared at Sasha from the back. She was an evil bitch with a hot boyfriend and a body every guy wanted. But Valentine? She was just Valentine. She walked up behind Sasha, and bumped her on purpose while walking. She looked at her blankly. "Whoops." She said sarcastically, and went to photography class with Levi. Since their was five minutes passing time, she had time to stop by her locker. She walked and told Levi about what happened in class and the detention with dumb and dumber. Ian watched but said nothing as Valentine remarked to Sasha. He just didn't really care. He just wanted to get the day over with, only, he had a feeling that detention was going to suck! Ian didn't want to go, nor did Sasha. She headed Photography class, and was one of the last people in their seats before the late bell. She sat in the back, glaring at Levi and Valentine on her way.
Ian's class was much less fun than he hoped. This was the one class that no matted how well he studied or did; the teacher always gave him a D. They had yet another test today. He mentally groaned as he sat in his desk in the back of the class. Valentine sat down at the table on the stool. She smiled at Levi cracked a joke. She got out her camera from her bag and put it on the table, showing him new photos she had taken. Being a photographer was her life long dream, and she was so happy to be taking this class with her best friend. As soon as Sasha walked in, she smiled faded. As Sasha walked past her, she gave her a smug little smile. If this was how the day was starting, detention was going to be hell. And English, with both of them. The good thing was, Levi was in that class. Sasha sat down and continued to glare at the two kids. She pulled out her small, digital camera. Which oh so conveniently was pink. There many picture of her and Ian on them and a few of her other fellow cheerleaders. Pulling her bubble-gum pink hair into a long ponytail, Sasha turned the camera on and pressed record. Then she set it on the table facing the two kids she hated so much. With a smug smile, she rose and walked up to the front of the class to grab a tissue, and on her way back, she shoved Levi, as he was turning to Valentine, towards the shorter girl. Laughing as she sat down, she then stopped her camera. Levi was showing Valentine features on his new camera he had gotten for his birthday last night, and showing her how to use them, when he felt himself getting pushed. He took down Valentine with her, and fell onto of her. They slowly got up and put their stools up, sitting back down. Valentine knew exactly who it was. She looked at Sasha, and got up, going over to the paint rack. She got a bottle of black oil paint, which stained, and opened it. She walked past Sasha and "accidentally" squirted it on her shirt. "Whoops. Sorry." She said sarcastically. She wiped the rest off on her shirt like a napkin and threw it on her lap. She sat back down and talked to Levi. 'Oh that girl is going to get it now.' Sasha thought. But, as soon as she hatched the perfect plan, the bell rang. Grabbing her camera, Sasha quickly walked out of the room before the teacher could excuse them. She walked to Ian's locker, where he was waiting. "Hey, babe." He said smiling and giving her a light peck on the lips. "I missed you." She laughed. "Do you have an extra shirt I can wear? Look what that nobody did to me!" Sasha exclaimed holding her shirt out slightly. "Yea, I think so." He answered nodding and pulled out a blue shirt out of his locker. "Here. Should fit you." Sasha grabbed it and threw it on over her stained shirt. Once it was over her shoulders, she let the dirty one drop. "There." Ian laughed and picked it up to throw it in his locker when he saw them walking towards his locker. "Don't look now, Sasha." Valentine got off her stool and waited for Levi. "I love how that oil paint won't come out of her shirt!" Levi said with an exciting smile. "I know! It's about time I do that. It felt good, too." She said with a wide smile. They walked past Ian's locker, where pinky just so happened to be. They walked past the and into English. Unfortunately, they had class with both of them. They took their seat in the back of Mrs. Ashton's class and started to talk again about what she had done. Levi had gotten very excited about the whole thing. Sasha glared at the two as they walked into the classroom. "Let's go Sasha, don't let them get to you. It's bad for your health..." She glared at him. "Oh shut up, Ian. You can get on my nerves with that British accent of yours." Ian just stared at her. Changing his mind about saying something, Ian just stormed into English. He took a new seat in the back not too far from Valentine and Levi. He was suddenly curious as to what they had done to piss the two friends off.
Sasha walked into the room a good ten minutes after the late bell and took the empty seat with all other jocks and cheerleaders. The entire time she ignored Ian and the other two, which was different and unusual for her. Valentine was talking with Levi as she watched Ian walk into the room mad. She stopped talking for a minute when he sat not far behind then, then went back to talking to Levi, quieter. After the bell rung, the teacher had started to talk. "Good morning. Today, you are going to get projects out of school with a partner. I have chosen your partners." Valentine watched Sasha walk in and rolled her eyes. The teacher ignored her and gave her a detention slip.
The teacher went on with the list of parings until there were four left. Levi, Ian, Sasha, and Valentine. Valentine prayed for her and Levi to be paired, but those chances were slim to none. "Levi and Sasha will work together. And Valentine and Ian will work together." Inside, Levi was fuming. If they were partners, he would do all the work, and he would explode on her one day.
Valentine didn't want to be paired with a jerk that made fun of her. She already got it enough at home, which is why she was she was never home. He would poke fun at her, and make fun of her. He wouldn't leave her alone, and he would tell everybody she was a freak. So not only did she still have detention with him, but she had a project. "Your projects are due at the end of the year." The teacher said, handing out packets of the project to everyone. "Great.' Levi and Valentine thought. Another plus to them working with the two people they hate most. Why did they hate them anyway? Because they were different? Was it a crime to not be the same? But there was no way out of it now. No way. This would be hell. Sasha gaped at the teacher. "Are you serious?" She anything but screamed at him. When he just stood there and ignored her, she stood up and stormed out of the room. Sasha decided to go ahead and head to Detention. It was lunch next, but she didn't give a damn.
Ian just watched, slightly confused. 'What's her problem been lately?' He thought. Sasha was always one who would casually stroll up to the teacher and request a partner change. That's how they ended up being partners most of the time. When he heard his name called, along with Valentine's he said nothing but looked down at his notebook. It turned out he had been doodling the entire time he thought. He went wide-eyed seeing that he was her name. "Ugh!" He said frantically ripping the paper out and crumbling it into a ball. As he threw it into the trash, he felt his phone vibrate. Ian sat back down and soon slid his phone open. 'Here's the skink's number. You'll need it.' It was from Sasha. He ignored it and shut his phone and sighed. 'Why me?' He thought with a mental sigh.