As soon as he walked out the door, I slammed it, causing him to jump. "Where's it at?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ashton, give it. I know you took it. Bailey said you did. Now give it!"

"You know, for someone who 'loved' my best friend, you sure are moving on pretty quick."

"Don't you dare bring Aaron into this! I'm over him because he cheated, with YOU'RE girlfriend! How can you even say he's still you're best friend? And yeah I did move on! So why don't you do the same and give me my damn note?"

"Why don't you just ask Doug to tell you? Since he's probably sleeping over again anyway. We've barely been here a week and you already have guys sleeping with you! You were right, you did turn into a complete hoe! What would happen if dad found Doug? I might just have to tell him."

"He's not my dad, he's yours! I wonder how he'd feel if he found out that you're not a virgin and that you lost it to your, now, sister!"

His eyes got wide at the sound of those words. "You wouldn't," he whispered.

"Oh, but I would. Then I'd tell him about the party you through last year, that got me drunk, causing that to happen! And don't think I wont because you know me way better than that!"

I opened the door to his classroom and held out my hands, motioning him to go in. "Have a nice life," I whispered, so only he could hear. I looked at the rest of the classroom. More than half were sleeping, and the other half was listening to their iPods, except for one, Doug. He stared at me with a blank face, no expression whatsoever. I turned my face away from him and walked away.

I ran straight to the auditorium, and sat in the back row. Only a few people were sitting in the front row, and the rest of a class was onstage. One girl with blonde hair spotted me in the background and waved at me. Everyone looked at me and smiled. The teacher walked over to me and brought me to the stage. "You're Alexis Cole, aren't you?" I looked at her confuse.

"Yeah. Why?"

The red headed girl took out her phone. "Don't get mad," she said looking at her phone and not me. "But on your first day of school, I walked into the bathroom and heard you singing. Well I recorded it."

I gave her a murderous look. "And why would you do that?"

"Well, it sounded really good." she said. "And we have a talent show coming up. Winner gets to meet Ke$ha."

"O.k. So how do you know my name?"

A girl from the back with short, black hair raised her hand and walked over to me. "I have a class with your brother. I asked him about it and he said how you use to be in a show choir at your old school and how you loved chorus and stuff. Then, he said how you loved Ke$ha. And this year has to be good or the principal isn't going to have us put on shows anymore. We really need your help."

"Wow. O.k. Well, I don't know what to tell you. I don't sing anymore."

The blonde stepped up. "All you have to do is a fun song, maybe get some of your friends to help with some choreography and put on a performance. It gives you extra credit. And there's a surprise at the end."

"What's the surprise?"

"We cant tell you," said the teacher.

"Are y'all in it?"

"No, we're crew."

"When's the talent show?"

"Two weeks. Could you come up with something that fast?"

I crossed my arms and looked at everyone. "And why should I do this?"

Everyone looked at each other, then one girl spoke up. "You could skip class and have an excuse?"

I started to smile. "O.K. I'm in."