"This is some sort of joke, isn't it? Very funny Justin, now please point me to the proper lady I know you've picked out for me." Justin merely gave a snotty laugh, and Tad could feel his heart drop. How would he break it to this..thug that he wasn't interested? Oh my! She was approaching him, and a knot formed in the pit of his stomach.

Mercy, she was walking towards him! What if he told her the truth and she stabbed him or something?! He was too wealthy and handsome to die! The biker girl got closer, and she shoved past Tad roughly. "Move, prissy!",she exclaimed. The preps seemed to be taken back by the soft voice she held. For such a tough looking girl she had a silky smooth voice. Weren't smokers supposed to have gruff voices or something?

She walked over to the bullies in the parking lot, and Tad felt a little strange with her being over there. What if they jumped her or something? Judging by her biceps and how she almost knocked him off his feet with her shoulder, she should end up being fine. Tad couldn't help but let his eyes dart back over to the group of bullies. He heard chuckling, and noticed that girl putting one of the guys in a headlock and giving him a noogie. Good Lord, she was going to be a bully.

"Did you ever pick up her name?",Tad inquired. Justin wasn't paying attention, and snapped his head around to face him. "Repeat yourself?","Her name, the biker girl.",Tad murmured. Justin broke out into a smile. Man, even if Tad was Justin's friend, he had to admit his friend looked like Satan. Maybe it was the beady eyes or the eyebrows always furrowed together, but he bared a striking resemblance to the devil.

"Oh yeah. Harley Daniels.",he snickered. Tad knew that last name from somewhere-right? Daniels...Daniels….Bif popped up with a loud comment. "Haha! Wouldn't it be funny if she was related to Jack Daniels and got engaged to one of us?" The thought of that girl marrying one of his people, his rich and purebred people, made him shudder. She surely wouldn't be related to a successful man like Jack Daniels, her parents wouldn't let her get those tattoos without permission, right?

Tad was too lost in thought to notice his friends yelling until he felt a rock hit him in the back. He cried out in pain, and turned to face the people laughing in the parking lot. Harley was there, and was under Wade's arm. Disgusting! She could do better than Martin, right? Tad grabbed the carton of eggs out of his bag, and began throwing them at the people. The bullies scurried away, and he remembered seeing a flash of red before shoving the carton back in his bag. Vandals!

Harley could tell by the snobs approaching the gates that this school was not going to be fun. She had gotten a could looks from people who she assumed were greasers, and couldn't help but stick her nose up at them. Sure, Harley could fix a motorcycle in record time, but she wasn't about smoking and being an emotional pansy. The redhead thought it was fun to torture weaker people, shape them into real human beings. Harley Daniels was a bully, and she would always be one.

Some lady introduced herself as Ms. Danvers whenever she stepped out of her father's Jeep, and Harley scrunched her nose up at the lady's disgusted face. She and her dad just got back from fixing up some bikes, she wasn't going to look the most presentable right now. Harley walked on campus, and could practically feel the scumbags radiating from the north of her. She turned her gaze to see a cult of blue vested geeks, and she assumed they were the rich kids,

Obviously with one kid wearing puppy leather shoes, she wasn't wrong. One of the more attractive members was staring at her, and she got an evil glare towards them. Probably judging her, oh well. Let them think what they want-she'd beat them up later. Her eyes caught sight of people giving wedgies in the parking lot, and that seemed like just her type of crowd. The redhead walked towards the parking lot, and shoved into the guy who previously was staring at her.

She heard a squeal about 'poor people germs' and kept walking towards her place of interest. It was a group of guys, and she could already sense the hormones from them. They were angry, and some were making jokes. They all did have acne, aside from who she assumed was the leader. Harley looked up, and shot a grin towards them.

"Hi, name's Harley.",her Michigan accent sounded off. This was New England, so it sounded a little bit different than the Jersey or 'York accents that were here. She was approached by the leader, who glared down at her.

"Russell likes your clothes, you wanna be bully?",he spoke in third person which was a bit unnerving. Harley shot him a grin, one hand on her hip. "Sure would.",she spoke quickly, not wanting to say anything that would upset the giant. He gave a grin, before walking back over to pick on some smaller kids.

A couple of the guys stared at her until one broke the silence. "Do you think ninjas are cool?" Harley couldn't help but grin, he was adorable! "Of course, who doesn't?" This caused a massive smile to break out on his face. "Awesome! My name's Ethan!" At Ethan's introduction, she was introduced to everyone else. Wade put an arm around her shoulder, and she noogied Ethan.

"As cool as that biker chick getup is, let's get you into some proper bully clothing."