"Deanna, Leslie, would you pass out the papers?" Mrs. Joan asked, eyeing us with her signature scowl. Deanna stood, coming to the front desk and grabbing half of the papers. I also went up, taking the other half. I couldn't believe the woman. Why the world would she put us together? What an idiot! Something was bound to happen, I knew it. Deanna shoved passed me, making me loose my footing and clumsily topple over Mark Asber's desk. I accidentally kicked him in the face, and he yelped, clutching his jaw and falling off his chair. Everyone else in the room just stared as I slowly stood up, like a fallen villain about to swear revenge. I rushed to Deanna, smashing her against the wall. Deanna screamed, and Mrs. Joan called the school's security. Multiple jocks rushed over, trying to help/impress Deanna by getting me off her. I paused from punching her to backwards kick all their crotches, which made them either fall over or retreat. Deanna kept screaming, her nose now bleeding and probably broken.