Bianca stood in front of the her mirror before the dance. She wanted to look really hot for Adam. Since, luckily, they didn't need to wear a uniform to the dance, she put on a short strapless black dress with white heels. She teased her hair slightly and put on a small amount of make-up. "Perfect." She whispered to herself as she pursed her lips slightly, making sure they were good. She gave a small smile to her reflection, loving what she saw. She was hot, and she knew it. There was no denying that. There was also no denying that she always got what, or in this case, who she wants. And she wanted Adam, she had no idea why, but she wanted him. 'This is going to be a fun night.' She thought to herself as she left her apartment and waited at the bus stop so she could get to the dance.

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She noticed him standing with Eli and Clare in the corner. While the two flirted and danced, he just stood there awkwardly. She figured she could save him. She'd ask him to dance. And she figured she looked so hot, he'd never turn her down. A slow song came on, as if on cue, as she made her way over to Adam. "Wanna dance?" She asked him as she held her hand out for him to take it.

He looked around the room before taking it. She led him onto the dance floor and placed his hands right above her butt, which she knew he liked because he gave a small blush. She smirked at him. "Bianca, why are you doing this?" He asked her, but she was confused by the question.

"Doing what?" She asked him as she pushed his hand down a little lower and bit her lip.

He started moving closer to her face and she pushed her head back a little, figuring her wanted to kiss her neck. Instead she felt breath near her ear and heard a whisper. "Trying to get me to be with you when you know I never will be."

She slowly backed away. "I don't get it. What did I do that was so horrible."

"Where do you want me to start?" He stared at her as he fully took his hands away from her body.

"Okay, that night is still pretty foggy to me, but I'm pretty sure I apologized." She said, starting to raise her voice a little.

"Bianca, quiet. Not here." He whispered, trying to quiet her down a little. Before he knew it, she grabbed hold of his arm and pulled him out of the gym. They noticed Holly J. and Sav standing there talking quietly and decided it would be best to pick some place a little more private.

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They ended up in the library and it was pretty quiet for a moment as they tried to decide the right thing to say to each other. "Listen. Do you want me to apologize again? Will that make you happy?" She asked him.

He thought about it for a moment, and figured he'd play a little game with her, make her the victim for once. "Yes." He stared at her and noticed the look of shock on her face.

"Alright. I'm sorry for calling you a freak and doing, you know, with your brother. I'm a bitch I know." She rolled her eyes.

"Apology accepted." He said with a small smile as he noticed her face lighten up slightly at this.

"So, what's this mean for us?" She asked.

"Nothing. Like you said, you're a bitch." With that, he walked out of the library and back to the gym, leaving a very upset bitch behind, hoping that was the last of her.

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She sat in the library for what had to be at least an hour, around when the dance ended. She was doing something she hasn't done in a while, she was crying. And over Adam Torres. "God, what has the world come to?" She said to herself as she gathered the courage to walk outside without shedding a single tear. She had no money for the bus, so she was forced to walk the two miles to her house. When she got home, she tried to be as quiet as possible, so not to wake her mom. She went up to the bathroom and slowly started to remove her make-up, well what was left of it. She cried most of it off in the library. "B, is that you?" She heard her mother's voice, with a hint of drunkness in it.

"Shit." She whispered, hoping she wouldn't notice she was home.

A moment later, her mother walked into the bathroom with a bottle of whiskey in her hand. "B, I called you. Why do you not answer?" She asked slurring her words a little.

"I didn't hear you." She whispered.

"Well that's a damn lie." She walked closer to her and Bianca cringed slightly. "Where were you?" She looked her up and down before continuing, "Working the street corner?" And then she laughed to herself as Bianca tried making her way past her, but she didn't let her go.

"Mom, I'm really tired, I just want to go to sleep." She tried leaving, but she wouldn't let her. She eventually pushed her mother out of the way, causing her to drop her bottle, making glass go everywhere. Bianca let out a cry as she felt a shard cut her leg.

"Look at what you made me do!" And then she slapped her, something she hasn't done in a long time. Right across the face. "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it!" But she didn't want to listen. She finally made her way past and grabbed a few band-aids and peroxide to clean her cut before going to her room, leaving her mother behind.

I will eventually get back to the Bianca/Mother storyline. But not for a few episodes. Next is the last part of Umbrella, with Anya and Wesley. After that will be Halo. Enjoy, and as always, review and tell me what you want to see happen!