For everyone else, school had ended an hour ago. Yet I was forced to stay longer than I hoped for. All because a certain someone and his punk ass friends thought it would be funny to start a 'paper war' with my friends and me. I learned that sitting in the back isn't a good idea sometimes. When our teacher turned her back to us, we retaliated by throwing paper at them from across the aisle. We wouldn't have been caught if we hadn't started to whisper insults at each other.

Our math teacher, Mrs. Fields, got very upset, and told all of us to come outside the class and talk to her individually. When I got outside, she didn't yell, but talked sternly to me. I don't blame her for her actions. Mrs. Fields is a nice, old lady that gives you a warning, and if you fail to compromise or change your behavior then she will unleash hell on you. Instead of kicking us out for the rest of the class or sending us to the principles office, she instead gave us an hour detention.

You could say that I was in a pretty rotten mood for the rest of the day. I didn't eat lunch and couldn't focus properly in class, because Rodrick sat behind me in every class telling me how I 'fucked up' his plans for after school. The end of the day came, and Paisley was waiting outside the detention room for me. She looked like she was almost going to pass out. We entered, Paisley first then me, and saw Rodrick along with a few of his friends and three of our friends already here. We walked over to where the sing in sheet for detention was located. Mr. Lantz, the P.E. teacher, was watching over us. He had his feet on the desk, lying back in the chair, and reading a newspaper.

" Sign in, sit down, and think about why you are here," was what he told us. After signing in, Paisley and I headed towards the back of the classroom. Mr. Lantz stopped us before we could even take our seats.

" Front and center ladies. No one sits in the back when I'm in charge." Paisley and I exchanged looks then headed back up the center aisle towards the front of the room. To my right, you could hear the faint sound of laughter coming from Rodrick and Ben. It was probably something inappropriate.

" Boys, this is detention. Not a giggle festival. Shut up or you will be doing some serious running for me tomorrow. Understand? The rest of us started to laugh at them. Mr. Lantz looked upon us as if we were some weird species form another dimension. He mumbled a few unkind words then went back to reading the magazine that had been clenched in his grip the whole time. A few minutes had past then Paisley raised her hand halfway in the air. He ignored her, until she spoke up.

" Um…Mr. Lantz," Paisley started quietly. His eyes peered from above the magazine," What time does detention end?" Paisley innocent question sparked a fire that was already burning deep inside Mr. Lantz. We all watch as he stood up and slammed the paper down on the desk, and started to yell at Paisley.

" When do you think detentions ends? It's an hour detention, do the math! Do you not see the clock right here? God dammit, this isn't rocket science Ms. Parker. Even Rodrick can figure out when detention should end?" Paisley looked like she was going to break down and cry.

" That's because he's in here most of the time, " I mumbled causing a few people around me to snicker. My sarcasm was as if I had poured fuel into the fire. Mr. Lantz turned to me and started to yell.

" Oh so you think your so smart and funny because your brother is co-captain on Coach Reynolds's football team, huh? Well let's see how smart and funny you really are when you're running double laps tomorrow!" He turned his back to all of us, as he waked back to the desk.

" Well if you weren't such a jackass to Paisley then I wouldn't have to insult your stupidity," Rodrick said trying to sound like my voice. It was way off, but I guess any little thing could set Mr. Lantz of at this point.

" That's it! Triple laps for everyone tomorrow! Now get out of my classroom!" Everyone hesitated for a moment.

" NOW!" He screeched. Even people who were in detention for other things got up and left. You could say Rodrick's comment backfired on him, majorly. I stormed down the hallway, towards my locker. Rodrick was leaning up against the wall of lockers with his friends. They watched as I came up with my friends behind me. We came face-to-face with each other. It seemed that Rodrick and I were once again about to rip each other's heads off over something that may stupid to the normal bystander.

What I think is really funny is that our friends were also starting to hate each other. It use to be just having no tolerance around them, but now it's standing behind Rodrick and I, and yelling at each other.

" Why are you mad at me?!" He asked like he didn't already know.

" If you weren't such an asshole then no one would be in this situation!"

" Hey, I'm not the stupid one who started to laugh and enjoy throwing papers at us."

" You started it and you were also laughing. But if you really think that I'm the stupid one, take a look at your test papers I found in your room. There's enough proof on them to determine who is more stupid. The highest grade you have probably ever gotten in your who life is a D-." His friends looked at him.

" What was she doing in your room?" Ben asked. Rodrick's eyes looked down at the ground, but he ignored Ben's question and continued to banter with me.

" My highest grad last year was a B- and the rest were C-s." The look of pride after his statement threw me off guard. Either he is a really good actor or I'm actually right that a snail is smarter than him.

" You really are dumber than you look."

" You just say that because you wish you had my intelligence." Again, I had to take in his words before I said something back. I don't want to sound retarded while arguing with a retard.

" I could eat a bow of alphabet soup and shit out a better comeback than that." Rodrick rolled his eyes.

" You're just stupid because you're blonde." I couldn't believe two things he just said. One: I can't believe he actually remembered that I was blonde. Two: he must be color blind to think that I was still blonde. Well, I was blonde somewhere underneath all of this red.

" Are you color blind or just that stupid, because the last time I checked my hair was red not blonde!" He had a smug look on his face. Just because someone is blonde does NOT mean they are retarded. I know some blondes do live up to their given titles, but that doesn't mean all blondes act in the same manner. I realized after that statement I was done and didn't want to continue to argue anymore. I was able to calm my friends down then gave them the 'lets just leave' kind of look. Before turning around and heading the opposite direction, I gave one last word.

" I would love to stay an argue with you, but if I argue any longer my IQ level will start to drop. As a mater of fact I could already feel my brain cells dying just standing here with you."

I turned around and started to walk away before I was tackled to the ground roughly, like he did last week. Rodrick was on top of me and we got into some kind of slap fight with each other. I didn't think Rodrick meant any harm in trying to hurt me, but I knew I would have some bruises tomorrow.

Our friends casually circled around us and did nothing to stop it. I screamed some loud shrieks, but still no one would help me.

Rodrick was quickly pulled off of me and two people helped me off of the ground. I didn't know these two people so well. Actually, I didn't know them at all. I moved my hair out of my eyes and saw Alejandro standing there with Rodrick in front of him. Both of the boys had their fists up as if they were getting ready to fight. I would have laughed if this weren't so serious.

Alejandro pulled his arm back then punched Rodrick in the face. I never wanted to have this kind of fight. If only Alejandro knew Rodrick didn't mean any real harm. And if I can only tell Rodrick that Alejandro was just protecting what was his. Wait, Does that mean I'm property now?

" I told you if you ever lay hands on my girl again, I will send you to the hospital instantly."

Yep, I was probably just considered property. But I had enough, and Alejandro was really starting to beat the living hell out of Rodrick. I did what no girl should ever attempt to do in a situation like this.

If you are ever in the situation in which you have to break up to boys fighting here are some helpful tips. Always approached the boy from the side never the front or back, because if you step in between to boys fighting you are and I promise you will get punched in the face. And it will hurt and you will start to cry. Trust me.

I got between Alejandro and Rodrick, but before I could say anything to stop the fight, Alejandro's fist collided with my face. I fell to the ground and stayed down in a daze. I have never been punched in the face before. Tears started to roll down my face from the pain. The same two people who helped me from the ground pulled my body away from the fight and bent down to see if I was all right. I slapped their hands away then stood up from the ground. I walked back up to Alejandro and tried to drag him away from Rodrick. He turned around and shoved me then almost punched me again, but Paisley pulled me back quickly. Ben started to help a bleeding Rodrick, but that only caused one of Alejandro's friends to go a-wall on Ben's ass.

" Alejandro, stop! You're hurting him," I once again tried to pull Alejandro away from Rodrick, but my efforts failed. I changed my tactics and started to pull Rodrick away from Alejandro, but it's hard when he is lying on the floor. Alejandro, breathing heavily, watched me in confusion as I tried to pull Rodrick away. Rodrick groaned in pain then stood up at my side. He looked like a zombie almost. Alejandro came up to us fast, and I attempted at punching him in the face. I actually succeeded! He groaned in pain.

" Do you like my new kisses?" He glared at me. " What? A kiss with a fist is better than none." I smiled. He looked towards his other friend, and less than a minute later, I was being dragged away. Rodrick and Alejandro went back to fighting.

" Hey, what are you two doing?" The voice of our savior called out. Mr. Ross and Mr. Lantz came running down the hall and tried to tear the two teenagers apart. Rodrick stood up and was bleeding a bit from the nose.

" He came out of no where and started to punch me," Rodrick said pointing at Alejandro.

" I wouldn't have to punch you if you didn't lay your hands on my girlfriend!" Mr. Lantz struggled to hold back Alejandro who really seemed determined on murdering Rodrick.

" Who is your girlfriend?" Mr. Ross asked. Alejandro pointed to me and Mr. Ross nodded. After a long talk of what happened and everyone's point of view was taken the two teachers decided it would just be best if we all went our separate ways in this. I didn't like the idea too much, but what the teacher says goes.

Alejandro tried to get me to go with him, but I refused. I wanted to walk home with Amber instead. We headed to the parking lot and I saw Rodrick standing there with his friends. They were hanging around his van and were probably talking about what just happened.

I approached him and gave a small wave. " Hey," I said. His friends glared at me like they did on the first day of school. Rodrick didn't make eye contact with me, but after a few minutes of realizing I was not going to leave without being recognized he spoke.

" Are you ok?"

" Yeah, I'm fine. I've taken worst hits from my brother." He gave a weak laugh then scratched the back of his head.

" Look just stay away from me from now on, until you get that boyfriend of yours under control. I don't feel like getting beaten up again and again."

My smile faded and I nodded. " I understand." I replied just barely above a whisper. He and his friends got in his car and drove away. I turned back to Amber and we proceeded to walk back to my house.

I guess Amber knew I was in a bad mood because she didn't talk to me the whole trip to my house. And when we got there she didn't bother to come in. I entered and headed to the dinning room. My family greeted me with a warm smile that was unaware of what I had just been through. I put on a happy face, so I would not have to answer any questions as to why I was in a bad mood. I moved my food around my plate a lot and ate small bites.

" Emma honey are you ok? You've barely touched your food." My dad asked with concern in his voice.

I looked up at them from my plate. " I just feel a bit sick that's all," I replied then took a bite of mash potatoes. They were surprisingly very delicious and moist.

" Well if you're feeling sick then why don't you go upstairs, take a shower and go to sleep. Then if you feel worse in the morning I will let you stay home.

" Thanks mom. Love you guys."

" Love you too." My mom and dad said while Luke eyed me suspiciously. I smiled then headed upstairs to take a shower.

I was in there for the longest time ever. I let the water just come down over me as I stood there. When I decided enough was enough I turned the shower off and went to my room.

After changing into some more relaxing clothes, I sat on top of my bed and brushed my hair. When I finished, I lied down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. My band posters stared back down at me. It is official. I am having a staring contest with Harry Styles. My stare started to turn into a glared then I stood up on my bed and started to jump up and down in an attempt to take the poster down. Their smiles were starting to creep me out anyway. Since I'm already up here, I guess I should take the rest down. There was a knock on my door and without me answering back my brother came in to fin me jumping up and down. He closed the door behind him then shook his head.

" I thought you were sick? You could actually make a great actress one day," He said jokingly. I gave up my quest and plopped back down on my bed. He sat there with me for a while before I answered back.

" I wasn't feeling well at dinner, and I'm not feeling well right now." I rested my head on his shoulder and he rubbed my back.

" What happened today? You looked really pissed, and why did you get detention?"

I sighed, " How pissed did I look?"

" Like you wanted to kill someone." I laughed a bit.

" I did. Rodrick and his band mates got Amber, Paisley, Sean, Chase and me in trouble in Mrs. Field's class."

" Where was Santana?"

" Bathroom," I mumbled. " It sucks because I had to go pee too, but she didn't let me go."

" Ha, so what did he do this time?"

" We got into a paper fight and when she told us to stop we didn't."

" That doesn't explain your mood at the dinner table."

" Can we not talk about it?" He eased up and decided to leave me alone.

" Ok, but one day you're going to want to tell me things like this and I won't be here. You're going to have to tell mom or dad and you know how dad gets when you talk about boys."

" I'll miss you when you leave." He responded with a kiss on top of my head then we gave each other one of those brother sister hugs and he left without another word. With nothing better to do, I pulled out my unfinished math homework, and started to answer the problems one by one until I was disturbed again. My mom came in my room the same way my brother did. Two knocks and then enter without being invited in.

" Ok tell me why you are really upset?" She took my brother's place on the bed and waited for a response.

" How do you know I was faking it?"

" It's called mother's intuition and Mrs. Heffley called and said Rodrick was in a bad mood as well. Do you care to explain?"

" Well we and our friends got in trouble in class today and had to serve and hour detention after school. During detention Rodrick got me in more trouble and when Mr. Lantz, got to upset he said that all of us have to run extra laps next P.E. class. Then he kicked us out. I confronted Rodrick on the situation and it turned into a fight against our friends and us. When I tried to leave Rodrick tackled me and some boy came and pulled him off and they started to fight. When I tried to break it up the boy accidentally punched me in the face. Two teachers came and cleared everything up, but when I went to ask Rodrick if he was ok he said he asked me to stay away from him." I was in tears now and my mom was stroking my hair telling me everything was going to be all right.

" Who was this boy?" I couldn't keep it a secret from her any longer.

" He was my ex-boyfriend from freshman year in high school. He didn't like that Rodrick tackled me."

" It's going to be ok Emma. Rodrick was just a little shook up about what happened. Don't worry you two will still be friends." She didn't get it. Rodrick and I stopped being friends a long time ago.

" Mom, Rodrick and I stopped being friends a long time ago. He hates me." My mother finally understood after all these years of me telling her.

" Oh I understand now. Don't worry there and a lot of guys out there in the world. Who cares if Rodrick doesn't like you?" Or maybe she didn't understand. She saw that what she said wasn't the right response and just made me cry a bit more.

" Maybe this might cheer you up. You, Amber and me go on a girl only day this Saturday? We can go get our hair, nails and makeup done. Then we can go shopping and while we do that all we can check out some cute boys."

My mom made me laugh. It was hard not to resist an offer that tempting. " Alright, I guess it may help." My mother pulled me into a hug then left me alone in my room to finish my math. I didn't finish my homework, but instead turned the lights off and went to sleep. Maybe if I am lucky, I wouldn't have to go to school tomorrow and relax for one day.

Author's Notice: Poor Rodrick :( why can't Alejandro be nice? I hoped you liked this chapter. Anyway, I don't think I will update for about a week and a few days due to my trip. I promise, I will try to update, but it will be hard. Maybe I could post a second one tomorrow or tonight…we will see. Have a great summer! Review if you wish :P