Warnings: This story contains a lot of language that some of you find in appropriate. Don't blame me, it's just that at some situations, "Oh phooey" and "Gee whiz" just doesn't work.

OOoh and to Nicci, like I said, I'm not gonna completely rip off Cruel Intentions. Besides, it was during the school time for Cruel Intentions 2. Ooh..Sarah Thompson who plays Danielle rox'!!!! Can anyone tell what other movie she starred in? Oooh and another one, can somebody tell me what Kathryn's mom in Cruel Intention's2 real name is? She rox too! She's soo calm and collected. Can somebody tell me how to bold and italic the words?

Chapter Three: Warming Up and Other Intentions

Kathryn Montgomery glanced at her schedule and her eyes almost bulged out. She had gym AND ballet.

"There must be a fucking mistake." She took a deep breath and headed to the bathroom. She pulled the waistband of her already short school skirt until now it was a good 10 inches above her knee. She pushed both of her breast together and brushed her hair. She applied a cot of "Kissable Kiwi" lip gloss and sprit her favorite Chanel fragrance perfume. The scent was sexy and seductive. She fluffed her hair and headed towards the assistant principal's office. She rapped the door lightly.

"Oh, assistant principal Jefferey." She sing songed through the brown door. Even through the door she could have sworn she heard the assistant principal gulp.

"C-c-come in." He stuttered. Kathryn pushed her breasts together before smiling and opening the door.

The ageing assistant principal seemed to be enthralled by the planner in front of him. He looked up.

"Oh, Miss M-m-Montgomery, I-I-'m busy."

Kathryn closed the door tightly behind her and dropped the "Sugar and Spice" act.

"All right, Smears. Let's get down to business. I specifically told you that I do not want and I repeat DO NOT want to have ballet and gym and especially with those damned commoners." With one swift motion Kathryn pushed everything down on the table to the floor and hopped on it. Smears Jeffery looked at the door, alarmed that if the secretary heard the noise and barged in only to find a FEMALE student on the table in a compromising position.

He quickly looked down at the planner on his hands- the only thing that stayed on the table when Kathryn pushed everything down- and uncapped his ball point.

"You know it's not my job to do all this." He said trying to sound firm but the uncertainty was obvious.

"Really? You know, this is just a hypothetical question." She lowered her voice and made it sound threatening. "But it won't be for long." She straightened up and continued.

"You know, Assistant principal Jefferey, I'm curious what the heads of the school will do if they found out you seduced me at my parents cabin last summer." That made Smears squeak.

"I-i-i-it was you who s-s-seduced me Kathryn and you know i-it." He stuttered. Kathryn carelessly shrugged.

"Maybe so. But who do you think they would believe? It's my word against yours, Smears and you know it. Think about your career, your wife, your kids?"

"I'll make sure you don't have gym and ballet." Smears said quickly.

Kathryn grinned and leaned down to give his frozen lips a quick kiss.

"You do that." She fluffed her hair again and left the room smirking.

That was just too easy.





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"Stupid jerk. Think he can pass me off as a dumb blonde?" Julie Gaffney cursed for the millionth time as she exited her class of the day; American History.

"Julie! Julie!" Julie heard someone called her from behind so she stopped walking and made a sharp turn to find her sort of ex boyfriend Scooter Dallas hurrying towards her. Scooter was older than her but since Julie was "sharper" than most of the students her age, she was promoted to take advanced classes and American History was one of them.

"What?" She spat. She had tried to avoid Scooter ever since their infamous break-up even though she was the one who dumped Scooter. Scooter had become too clingy and needy.

Scooter, oblivious to her bad mood grinned at her.

"You're looking rough, bad morning?" He asked. Julie rolled her eyes. Another thing she hated about Scooter is that he thought all this comments were actually sexy.

"What?" She repeated in a more threatening tone.

"Hey, chill. Lookee here." He waved a black leather with leopard print notebook that belonged to Julie in front of her. "Guess you were in such a hurry you forgot your notebook."

"Give it here Scooter." She said in a monotone tone.

"Oh no. I wanna say what my precious have been doing. Doodling my name?"

Ahh...his arrogance and ego was not something that Julie missed. Julie elbowed Scooter so hard that not only Julie's notebook but also his books fell. Kids all around them snickered. Julie smirked and purposely stepped on Scooter's notes as she grabbed her notebook and dusted off imaginary lint. Scooter got up, grabbed his notes and brushed off the wrinkles off of his pressed Polo shirt and grinned as if nothing happened.

"Later Jules. I've got a date with Mindy Smith." He emphasized the word "date" and "Mindy Smith." Mindy Smith was a cheerleader aka School's Slut.

"You're actually bragging that you'll get into her pants? Ever since she slept more than 15 guys and took the STD test, guys are flocking away from her and you're sticking to her like glue." Julie smirked and purposely glanced at her watch. "I've got hockey practice but opps..ever since coach Wilson found those steroids in your locker, you haven't been going to any practices have you? Haven't or can't? Tell me Scooter..." She lowered her voice seductively. "I'm hurt you didn't send me any postcards when you were doing community service during your suspension." She grinned steadily and left Scooter. The moment she left her grin dropped immediately and she began annoyed again.

"Erghh...who does he think he is? Call me a bimbo again and he'll be seeing 20 of me." Julie muttered angrily making her way to the locker room. Since the advanced classes let out earlier she was the first to arrive. She saw that Adam Banks's duffel bag was already there. Adam and Julie were the only two ones in the team that applied and got the advanced classes. Adam was the only one in the whole team that Julie could handle talking to more than half a second anyway. She shrugged on her hockey pads and rammed the row of lockers.

"Idiot!" She cried out.

"Those are school's property, Jules." She heard Adam said from behind.

"Leave me alone, Adam."

"Your wish is granted. Do you want a soda, I'm getting myself one."

"Nah. Go ahead." She heard Adam's retreating footsteps and banged her head on the locker.

She didn't know why she was acting so emotional but the truth was...Sebastian Montgomery was starting to get to her. She waited until the other members gathered and sat on a folding chair. She caught some of their conversations.

Goldberg moaning about how the school board had made their trays smaller; Charlie complaining that there are rumors that Coach Orion won't be coaching them throughout the whole season because he wanted to take his daughter to Europe for a surgery; Averman, Guy, Russ cursing they have so many assignments on the first day of school; Ken is upset to find that his locker had been switched to the second floor so he won't have more than 3 minutes to get to his locker after every class; Connie profusely saying that being rich is the "it" thing right now; Dwayne isn't too happy to find out that his best class-work wood- had been cancelled for this semester due to the renovation of the new wing; Portman and Fulton doesn't say much except sit back watching all of them with amused expressions occasionally adding some smart ass remarks.

Julie rolled her eyes.

She didn't give a damn about how large the school tray is. She usually brings her own lunch or just buys a sandwich. She couldn't care less who was coaching them as long as she was still on the team. Since she was in most of the advanced classes, homework was just a piece of cake. Lockers? Huh, she couldn't be bothered about em'. If being rich is the "it" thing right now then Julie would have to be poor because she loves to the opposite of the "it" things. Work wood wasn't Julie's best subject and she was more than happy to take a break from all the dust this semester. So to Julie, her team mate's so called problem was nothing compared to hers; falling for Sebastian Montgomery.

Julie's eyes widened when the thought hit her. Falling for Sebastian Montgomery? That A-class jerk? No way.

"Then why else would you care so much what he thinks of you?" A voice in her asked. Granted, even though she was extremely pissed with Sebastian, the moment she exited her English Lit. class, she had fled to the bathroom and made sure she looked presentable. Now THAT wasn't a normal reaction. Just the thought of that made her shudder.

"No. I did that because I want to prove him wrong about stereo-typing me as a dumb blond." Julie tried to calm herself. But she never cared about proving people into liking her.

That made her nervous.

Really nervous.

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A/n: I know it's kind of short but I can't find my Cruel Intention 1 or 2 DVD. I need some inspiration. Can someone tell me what is supposed to happen next or what do you want to happen?Owh..my title for now is Coming from Behind. It's a song from Cruel Intention's soundtrack. Thanks to Nicci for the idea but the title doesn't really fit this story so can you all give me more ideas? Actually, I wanted to put how Kathryn started to teach Connie the first base in this chapter but owh well.... So, rawk on people and of course...REVIEW!!