Bianca took a long drag from her cigarette before flicking it onto the ground. Using her high top she stomped on it so it wouldn't get around the trash and start some large fire. She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes, replaying the day's events in her mind.

Owen and Fitz would not leave Adam alone about his whole transgender problem. Sure; they pretended to act like his friend. At first they just wanted to tease the tranny about not having any friends since him and Goth boy were in a fight. But when he started talking about fight club they figured they could strike him right where it hurts; gender identify. That is why they approached her and told her there plan of getting him to fight her. At first she didn't agree; not wanting the object of affections to hate her more then he already did.

But after some persuasion she finally agreed to showing up. The minute she did she wished she could take it back. The confused and innocent look in his eyes when she walked in, the realization and hatred that filled them when he finally understood what they were getting at. They were basically telling him he wasn't a guy which is why he wasn't able to fight against the guys.

He proved them wrong when he kicked Fitz's ass, twice, but she could imagine how hurt he would be anyways. Especially since she had finally stopped being a little bitch about his situation; whatever ground they had covered was officially lost. And it was all because Fitz and Owen wouldn't just let her go off and do her own thing; they decided she had to tag along with them and make everyone's life living hell.

She enjoyed it at first; but now it was getting a bit ridiculous. She knew her sudden change of perspective was all because of Adam. Now that someone she cared about was getting bullied, she didn't exactly approve. But of course she'd never say anything like that. What would people think if they realized she was falling for the tranny?

She'd lose her bad girl reputation. All the respect, and fear, she had earned would vanish in an instant. She'd be the one being teased, not Adam. And she knew she should've jumped at the chance of stopping all his pain and humiliation, but she wouldn't be able to handle all the torment. People thought she was strong; but she figured she was the weakest person ever.

She kept people at a distance so they wouldn't hurt her. Talked crap and intimidated anyone she came in contact with. Whooped the heffer, Chantay's, ass in the alley by the Dot so that everyone would know not to mess with her. Immediately started being a bitch towards Adam so that no one would know her true feelings for the sophomore. Teased Dave, started a food fight, ditched class, got high; all to protect her image.

She didn't even know who her real self was anymore. And, as cheesy as it sounded, she felt a bit like her old self when she hung out with Adam. Shamelessly flirting, trying to control the butterflies in her stomach when he looked at her, act calm and tried not to stumble as the two danced. It was almost like she was a normal high-schooler; not the school bitch.

Sighing, she ran a hand through her curls and pushed herself away from the wall and started towards the front of the school. The last bell had rang and she figured it'd be safe to start walking home without worrying about getting caught ditching. Her eyes moved towards the picnic tables on their own accord and she saw Adam with Goth boy and the Saint. Sensing her gaze her looked up and froze, obviously remembered what had happened in the weight room. The Saint and Goth boy both turned to see what their friend was looking at. When they realized it was Bianca they glared, blaming her for all the crap she made Adam go through. She really couldn't blame them; she didn't have to rip his shirt open in the middle of the hallway.

It was her fault that Adam had been thrown through a door. That Drew and Fitz had fought and nearly got suspended. That Eli gotten Fitz back by tee-peeing his house and egging his car.

She had never meant to start this large war and get Adam hurt. It just seemed like she always ended up hurting the people she cared about the most. She'd never apologize for it though; because that would show a sign of weakness. And, once again, she wasn't ruining her image.

"I never meant to start a war; you know I never want to hurt you."


Disclaimer:

I don't –sob- own Degrassi D: or the song. The lyrics belong to the song Battlefield by Jordin Sparks.

Author's Notes:

I honestly have no idea where this came from… its super late right now and I just threw something on the page so that I could update and show you guys I haven't given up on this little fic. I'll be updating everything this weekend since I have absolutely no plans at all (: I'll probably edit it in the morning~

Too lazy and tired to type anything else…

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