Ok well since I said so much in the last chapter I'm not gonna talk that much now. All that you should really know is:

1) That I won't be updating anytime tomorrow because I'll be dancing all day and at a friends all night. So don't expect a update from me!

2) And please y'all, if you loved this book as much as I do, would you be ever so kind as to review? I'm still shooting for 20!

3) I'm not gonna make this chapter as long as the last one I just posted because I'm tired and still have homework to do.

4) And finally, if you have ANY ideas for my story, please either PM me or sumbit your ideas in a review.

That's all folks!


Marina POV

Skye, Pony, Johnny, and I all head to our lockers and devise a plan. After every subject, one of them 3 will escort me wherever I go so that Randy, Bob, and friends can't hurt me as much. Skye will watch me first 3 subjects, then Pony, then Johnny and during lunch we'll all be together, so no guards then.

"So does everyone understand the plan?" Pony asks. We all nod our heads. "Good. Now keep a good eye on her Skye. I don't want a Soc hurting my kid sister anymore."

"She'll be fine Pony." Skye states. I stare at the faint black and blue bruise on her cheek. She took that blow trying to protect me. It'll be my fault if she gets another one. All my fault...

"Marina!" Skye's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "C'mon we gotta go! Do you have all your books?"

"Lets see. Math check. English check. Science check. I'm all ready!" I announce.

"Good. Let's get going. Bob's down the hall." Skye nods behind me. Several lockers down the hall is Bob and Cherry kissing against the lockers. I rolls my eyes in disgust.

"I know right." Skye mumbles in my ear. "Let's go."

Skye and I head over to our math class, Advanced Algebra, and look around for a seat. The teacher is giving us new seats today. Yay? I'm anxious to see who I'm sitting next to. Mrs. Falcon starts with the first row.

"Jamie. Marcus. Catherine. Jack. Randy and..." she looks at her sheet as I pray my name won't be called. This is the one class that Randy and I share. Bob and I don't have any of the same classes except for lunch. "Marina."

There goes the bomb. I'm sitting next to Randy for the next 4 months. This will be great? I crutch my way over to my seat next to Randy. The mere thought of sitting next to him scares the heck out of me. Mrs. Falcon finishes off the seating chart and I notice Skye in the 3rd row 5 seats in from the left.

"Ok class. Today we're gonna learn about the Pythagorean Theorum. I need volunteers to come up to do some problems." Mrs. Falcon announes. Skye and Jamie are chosen to go up and compete. That's the thing about Mrs. Falcon. She's so old and smart that she just assumes that when we go up there and do all these math problems that we're just instantly gonna know what to do. Well think again Mrs. Falcon!

Mrs. Falcon is an old lady who happens to be every short (yet taller than me), has the tiniest of eyes, wears the biggest of glasses taht makes her look like a nerd, wears fancy shirts and black pants, has grey hair cut in a semi-Beatles style, and uses sarcasm WAY to often. She'll make a joke and she'll sound dead serious. No joke.

"You're problem is...A=3 inches. B=4 inches. Find C." Mrs. Falcon announces. I get out some paper and immediately start scribbling down numbers and equations on my paper.

"Hey. Sorry about yesterday. Bob was a little drunk and wasn't thinking straight. I didn't mean to hurt you. Can't say the same for Bob. He wants you dead. But don't worry. I'll ingrain it in his head that murder is worse than he thinks. He thinks he can just get away with it because he's so handsome, smart, and likeable." Randy whispers to me. I'm stunned by his words. Did he, a Soc, just ask me, a Greaser, for forgiveness? That doesn't seem right. Maybe I've misjudged Randy...

"Nice job Skye. The answer is 5 inches. Jamie what happened? You usually solve faster than that! Did some alien come down to Earth and steal your brain for the day?" there it is. Another one of Mrs. Flacon's sarcasm lines.

The next 40 minutes of class go faster than I thought it would, maybe it's because I was lost in my thoughts, but I pack up and meet Skye in the hallway, Randy's words still on my mind.


That's Chapter 12 folks! I know it's so short but hey! Give me a break! I just wrote a really lengthy Chapter 11 before this! I still hope you liked it anyways.

Review please! I'd most appreciate your reviews because I'm shooting for 20!

Disclaimer: I don't ow the Outsiders. That goes to S.E. Hinton. Skye belongs to Jenna. Daf belongs to kat. I own Marina. There! Now you can't sue me!

Thanks again to all my dedicated readers, reviewers, followers, and likers. You guys keep me updating often. And thanks for dealing with my crazy schedule and not giving up on me. It really means a lot to me to knwo that people actually care and like my writing!

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-Katie Lynn