Some girl walked up to me, followed by more girls. Dare had gone somewhere with one of her friends.

"Hi!" the little girl said, "My name's Kiley! This is Alondra, Taylor, Traci, and Brenda. What's your name? I haven't seen you around the school before."

"Uuhh, a friend of mine said not to talk to you," I replied.

"Aww, who's your friend?" She tilted her head like a puppy.

"I'll pass,"

"How old are you?"

Stop asking me questions! "I'm sixteen, who are you again?"

"My name's Kiley Welder."

This is that girl that Dare hates! How do I make her go away? THINK IZM THINK!

"I have a pet tarantula!" I perked up my eyes, "I brought it with me! Wanna pet it?"

She made an instant face that said 'you are now my man slave'.

She's scaring the crap out of me.

"I already have a girlfriend."

She put her hand on my shoulder. She's REALLY short, like, shorter than Marcus.

"Who your girlfriend?"

"Izm!"

Delilah came at the worst time. She's going to be killed on the inside by Kiley (by the way Dare describes her).

"OMG that's your girlfriend?" Kiley demanded, "You could do SO much better than her! Like me! I'm a lot better than her!"

Did she just say she wants to be my girlfriend?

"I'm not interested sorry,"

She changed the subject. "So your name is Izm? That's a cool name!"

She does look like a mean girl; like the kind that will claw their way to power by doing boys.

Slut.

I love Delilah, thank you very much.

I so typed that.

Aw yeah, I'm so badass.

"Please go away Kiley," Dare looked at her with rage and hate in her eyes.

"But I want to flirt to him!" she complained like a three-year-old.

I rested my arm on Dare's shoulder. "Well, I'm taken. I'm not single. Get over it."

"You're such a little bitch, Delilah!" she shouted as we walked away.

"Umm, did you forget? I'm over four feet taller than you!" Dare retorted.

"You're so mean to me!"

"Whatcha gonna do? Send your minions on me?"

Some of the girls behind Kiley growled.

"Dare, keep going," I whispered to her, "Forget about that girl."

"I'm trying," she almost pleaded, "But she's worse than Caleb on the inside. I feel hatred washing over me."

"Get back here!" Kiley ordered us, "Get back here and fight!"

Dare stopped and shuddered.

I don't think she can resist a fight.

"Don't go there Delilah," I discouraged her fighting side, "For me,"

"...But I'll beat the shit out of her for the first time ever... She badly deserves it," she whispered back to me.

"Dare please," I said, "Be real here."

I could have sworn I saw Delilah's eyes glow red for just a second. She sighed.

"You asked for it, Kiley," she turned to face her.

"Dare please!" I tried to convince her, but she's as stubborn as me when she wants to be.

Why are girls so MEAN to each other?

"Who are you to say you're a better fighter than me?" Dare threatened. The girls behind Kiley scattered. I backed away towards the brick wall.

"I go to three classes of Taekwondo every week! So of course I'm a better fighter than you!" Kiley cracked her knuckles and grinned.

Please Dare don't hurt yourself...

Other kids started crowding around them, eager for one to fall.

I don't want Dare to shapeshift in front of them. I don't want Dare to blow her cover.

"I can see your history in your eyes," Dare said, "You were only a little girl when your father died."

Kiley looked surprised. "How do you know that!" she demanded.

"But when your mother had little to no time with you because of a full time job and siblings, you became an attention whore, craving to be the number one in everything that you could think of."

"What? That's not true!"

"You are the youngest of all your sisters; you were always picked on, which led to your fate of being the school bitch."

"Stop it!" Kiley screamed, "STOP IT STOP IT!"

"I'll never stop it; not until you learned your lesson." Dare unsheathe a claw, or grew a nail two inches. I couldn't tell.

"There's no lesson! I like the way I am!"

"Oh? So you like being a slut that everyone talks about behind your back? You like that? I'm surprised."

If Dare actually got Kiley's background right, then what would she do to me?

"At least I have people talking about me!" Kiley shouted back "You're just a big blah! Nobody knows about you! You're like the least popular girl at this school!"

"Because I like my place," Dare answered calmly, "I don't like to be noticed, Blondie. I hate crowds. And I especially hate you."

"I hate you more!" Kiley flailed her arms in the air.

"Kiley, I'm sorry, but your 'cuteness' will not help you get out of this fight. You were the one who wanted to throw punches in the first place and I'll give you what you wanted."

Dare knows exactly what to say that'll make you hurt. That's scary a little.

Kiley broke down. She sat on the ground and sobbed into her knees.

"Izm," she turned to me, "give me your switchblade."

"No. I don't want you to go that far." I couldn't let Dare hurt anyone else.

"Fine," she turned away, unsheathing her claws on both front tiger paws, "I'll do it myself."

She launched at Kiley mercilessly, cutting her face, shoulders, and slashing open some nasty wounds.

"Stop it I surrender!" Kiley pleaded.

"What the matter!" Dare's voice went lower, and it didn't sound like her; it sounded more like a demon, "Is the blood gonna be too much of a bitch to wash off!"

Kiley screamed.

I think I saw one of the teachers running over so I hid behind the wall, hoping I wouldn't get kicked out of the school. All of the other kids looked up to see the teacher and scattered away, leaving Delilah and Kiley a bigger space to fight.

Out of nowhere, Delilah morphed into a cougar before the teacher had a good view of what was happening.

"Oh my god," the woman gasped to herself. "SHOO! GET OUT OF HERE! GET!"

Like that would work for a freaking mountain lion.

Delilah hissed, blood streaked across her jaws. She turned and ran.

I crouched behind the brick wall, praying the teacher wouldn't find me.

"Kiley Welder, can you hear me?" The teacher tried to talk to her.

No answer.

I heard a gagged cough.

"We need to get you to a hospital right now!" The teacher must have pulled out a cell phone and called 911. "Hello? We need an ambulance! A student at RSM Intermediate School had been mauled by a mountain lion... Yes! Please! Come now!"

I could almost hear the sirens wailing about two seconds later.

I looked out over the wall again. They were loading Kiley on the ambulance. She was bleeding badly.

How could Delilah do that?

I thought she had a heart, but...

She has no mercy.

And I still love her...

"What's wrong with me?" I scolded myself, "Delilah might have just killed someone and you're still in love with her!"

I sneaked away from that spot. I had no idea where Delilah went. I was inching closer and closer to my bike...

I heard a sigh. I turned around.

"I'm sorry Izm," Delilah said to me, covered in blood, dripping to the ground, "I'm sorry you had to watch me do that."

"She's not going to die, right?" I rested my hand on her shoulder, getting it covered with blood.

"I know she'll live," Dare replied, "I just don't know what came over me."

She looked up at me, desperate for forgiveness.

"It's Ok Dare," I said, "I'm not mad at you."

"But you're scared of me now," she looked away.

I twisted her head to face me. I kissed her nose.

Her eyes perked.

"... You got blood on your shirt," she said.

"I'll wash it," I replied, "I should be going anyway,"

"Yeah! I'll see ya,"

"Bye," I smiled at her.

"Bye,"