There was a choice between feeling foolish and being slightly proud.
Foolish is because she assumed that the cheerleader was going to end her life but when instead she needed some fresh air (although in all honesty she would never understand why in this heat.)
Proud because she could have been right and she might have shown the girl that people do care about her, well in some sort of twisted logic.
But that isn't the point, the point is Lisa was feeling both foolish and stupid for assuming like that.
For the rest of the day she try to keep a low profile and hide herself away in the books, by some miracle she actually made it through school.
Now she's going to have to get to point B, which is a after school program with the rest of the nerds of the school.
Lisa smiled as she turn the corner that lead to the library, she was almost home free.
"Hello Lisa" a voice said as a hand came down and slapping her books to her feet, Lisa would have reached for them but she knew they'd be kicked away.
"Pick them up."
Lisa felt her lip twitch into a small sneer, she had nothing to lose popular wise, but people like this have friends. Dangerous friends.
"And what if I said no" Lisa said, she knew now she's just cross the line and there's no going back.
"Well then, your just going to have to fish them out of Springfield lack!"
The hand darted down towards the books, a fist came up to meet the owner.
The punch was very solid, knocked her from her bending position to one on her back, Lisa stood over her fuming.
Alice Runimo wiped her mouth as she looked up at the girl looming over her, she readjusted her glasses and got up. She wasn't going to take this laying down (pardon the pun.)
"What the hell is wrong with you nut case?" Alice snapped, some people where coming out of the library were coming out to see what's the commotion was.
"All right! Chick fight!" Someone shouted as the others were watching or text messaging their friends.
Lisa's mind was going over the things that was wrong with her.
Broken family, lousy school life, no one that cares, too mean for a lot people, shall I go on? She thought, today was the breaking straw.
Quite a few people were gather 'round to watch the fight between the outcast and the head cheerleader.
Alice was full to her feet and handed her glasses to a friend, the look on both faces were dead serious.

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In the principle's office Alice had just walked out, she was holding a tissue to her bloody nose with one hand and a ice pack to her swollen black eye with the other. Lisa on the other hand was rubbing her bruising cheek, she also suffered a cut lip but she manage.
The principle beckon Lisa into his office and closed the door behind him, taking his seat he sighed.
"Lisa Simpson" he said, "I'm not pleased with your actions today."
I bet Lisa thought.
"I expected better of you, with your record you should be a model student, but here your fighting with the cheer captain on school grounds."
Lisa lowered her head, she balled her fist a bit. She knows what's coming next.
Bart went through this so many times in the past Lisa thought as the principle stood up.
"I'm sorry but you'll being expelled for two weeks, you can use your extra credit points to your record free of failures."
The principle closed the blinds, "or I could forget the whole thing if you do me a favor."
A favor? Lisa cring at the thought, when hell swallows the earth.
"I won't be in for a while" Lisa said, she turn and walked towards the door.
"You sure?" The princible shrugged, "there's always the swim team."
Lisa slamed the door, she knew her life plans were now derailed.
She wanted to cry.
Lisa left the school, it was intensely hot out. She sighed as she watched the late buses pick up kids, she got on and wished this day would end.
In the end she was crying.