Author's Note: Last chapter. Hope you all enjoy.

Chapter Fourteen

"Dude, what happen to you Saturday night?" Matt asked as we stood in Gym.

It was Monday afternoon and to tell you the truth, I really have no idea what happen on Saturday night.

Just that the last thing I remember before my Dad came and picked me up, half an after the dance was over, was the princess's bodyguard coming towards me and that's just about it.

I told the guys that too.

"She is so going to pay." I told them calmly.

"The Princess?" Matt asked sounding a little nervous.

I nodded.

"I don't think that that's such a great idea." Bryan said looking at the other two nervously.

"You were all happy to make her pay for coning Lana last week!" I snapped, "And the offence that she has inflicted towards me is far graver than that!"

"Yeah but that was before we knew she was something more than just some nobody kid. Now we know she's a princess with a bodyguard! Not to mention all those armed forces she has at her disposal, being a Princess and all. It's completely different now." Pierce pointed out.

I felt like strangling him.

Who cares! She embarrassed me in front of the whole freaking school! In front of Moscovitz, who hasn't stopped grinning all day! I want blood! I want her to pay for the damage to my reputation that she has caused!

"I will make her pay." I snapped with assurance. And I would and all they had to do was watch me do it. I would make her so sorry for ever dirtying the name of Josh Richter, she would so pay for…

"Mike, no!"

Smack!

Something hard and rubbery smashed itself against the back of my skull.

I staggered slightly forward before I whipped around to find Moscovitz walking towards me. Felix was standing a short way behind him looking turn between amusement and worry as he looked at Moscovitz back.

I turned my attention back to Moscovitz.

He wasn't smiling anymore, thank god, didn't know how much longer I could put up with that self satisfied grin of his.

He was scowling furiously at me.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I snarled at him. He was now right in front of me, a small distance between us. His arms were crossed against his chest as if he was forcing himself to stand and face the situation that he had started.

"I thought I warned you not to hurt her." he growled at me.

"Aw," I started with a snort, "you still haven't got with her yet, have you? But you're still trying to be her knight in shining armour?" I teased, trying to get a rise out of him. But he wasn't letting himself be baited so easily though.

"So what are you going to do to me, Moscovitz? Hmmm, pelt basketballs at my head for the rest of the year or are you going to send me more of those fancy viruses that you like so much?"

"Nah," he said, smiling at me in a way I so did not like nor appreciated, like he really did think that he was better than me or something, "I was more thinking of destroying you publicly. Far more interesting and entertaining, I think, personally."

I felt my teeth start to grit together in fury; I really wanted to break his face right about now.

"All this?" I laughed, "All this because I got the girl before you did. All this because you didn't have the guts to ask her out before the queue started forming. You do realise, that it's only going to get worse from now on, right? That you're chances of actually getting to go out with her for one measly date is like in single digits now. Actually come to think of it, if she turned down me," I started grinning at him, which caused him to narrow his eyes at me, "why the fucking hell would she ever go out with you? You're just her best friend's nerdy older brother. Hey," I said laughing even harder now, "that might be exactly how she sees you. As a brother. Dude," I laughed, "you are so freaking screwed. At least I got a kiss out of…"

Wham!

He punched me!

He actually, full out punched me! Right in the face! And god dammit! It fucking hurt!

"Woah," I heard Pierce whistle, "You're so going down now Moscovitz." and he so was.

I swung my fist at his face. It would have landed straight against his nose if he hadn't ducked out of the way, the bastard, at the last second, so that all I got was his jaw. That was when he punched me in the gut.

He had no style, the only real thing he seemed to really know about fighting was not to tuck your thumb into your fist, to avoid breaking it, but fuck he was fast and his punches were quick and painful.

But still, I managed to get in some well aimed punches; I did hear the satisfying crunch of his nose breaking when I finally managed to punch it. He staggered back for like a moment, before clocking me one right in the eye!

"What the fuck is going on here!" We both heard Wheeton roar from the other side of the Gym. "This is supposed to be a make-up gym class for those of you who had that college thing this morning, not some boxing match? What the fuck is this, Fight Club?"

Wheeton grabbed us both by the scruff of our gym shirts and basically dragged us out of the gym and to the front office where Gupta just stood there, staring at us for a whole minute, open mouth and bug-eyed.

But do you know what really sucks? What really proves that this school is corrupt and has no idea of school spirit?

I'll tell you what proves it? The fact that I, I, Josh Richter! I'm suspended for three days and have detention for a month! While Moscovitz, get's one day suspension and the rest of his punishment is to fix every student and Staff computer in the school and he is to do that before and after school.

That's not a punishment! Not for him! And he'll probably be finished doing that in like two weeks! And he'll enjoy it!

Me, I can't go to practice and I'm being banned from playing in our next two games! It's favouritism, that's what this is!

Whoever said that teachers and Principles favoured their jocks over the nerd, clearly have no idea what they are talking about or at least have never been to our school!

Moscovitz was allowed to leave Gupta's office first, under the fear that if we were allowed to leave together, we might just start fighting again.

Gupta eyed me for a moment, before sighing allowed to me leave.

From where I was getting things out of my locker, I could see Moscovitz, his sister, the princess and her bodyguard, standing near the end of the hall, all of them making a fuss of Moscovitz, especially and he should be so thrilled about this, the princess, who had hold of his arm and was practically dragging him out of the school.

The nerd was probably dying inside and going to heaven. Idiot.

"Josh?"

I looked behind me, surprised to see Lana standing there, her big blue eyes looking up at me with concern.

God, have I missed her!

"Hey babe."

She smiled widely up at me, her big blue eyes starting to twinkle.

"Have you missed me?" she asked me coyly.

"Oh god yeah." I said, starting to lean towards her, but was stopped by her hands pressing against my chest, keeping me from her.

I frowned at her, watching her coy smile grow wider as she said.

"If you have, prove it?"

"Well I was just trying to." I growled and she shook her head.

"Not like that, silly. I want you to prove just how much you've missed me."

"How?" I demanded, feeling frustrated and not to mention sore from my fight with Moscovitz. she winked slyly up at me.

"Use your imagination." She said, sounding seductive and sexy and made me seriously wonder why the heck I dumped her in the first place. She stood up on her tip-toes and lightly dragged her lips cross my unbruised cheek and lightly nipped my ear. I felt myself start to groan, only to have her bounce away from me, grinning up at me.

"Win me back, Josh." She said softly. "I promise I'll make it worth your while when you do." She winked at me again, before she walked away from me, her hips swinging invitingly from side to side.

I gulped thickly, trying to clear my head.

Ok, I may have scored one with a princess, but by god it was far more fun scoring with a cheerleader.

I felt myself start to grin as I started to plot imaginative ways of winning Lana back.

fin

Author's Note: So it is now all finished. YAY!
I quite enjoyed writing the fight scene between Josh and Michael. I've always felt that Michael should have, when the person of course justly deserved it coughJPcough, should have been allowed to get a punch in. So not quite the same as him punching JP, which i really, really wanted to see, he gets to punch Josh instead. And yeah, I know that this doesn't happen in the book, but hey, it's fanfiction and I want to add my own little twists to this.
Anyway, I'm up to writing chapter five of my Michael story, I am going to be twining certain elements from this story into my Michael one such as the Michael/Josh confrontation scenes. Is anyone interested in reading it, I'll post chater one here as preview for you all to read. I'm writing it quite different to how I've read other Michael POV fanfics to be written, which I'm hoping I won't be murdered for.
Anyway, thanks for read and I hope to hear from you all soon.