The week rolled by quickly. Too quickly for Sue's liking. Friday afternoon had come, and Sue was sitting in the lunch hall with Amy, Lucy and Erin, discussing Sue's 'date' when Carly and the rest of Jack's 'friends' just happened to saunter past their table, sans Jack.

"Did I hear that right?" Carly exclaimed,

Amy rolled her eyes and took out her earrings, just incase.

"Nah, the freak can't possibly have a date." Claire answered.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Amy yelled at them, followed by Lucy who said:

"If anyone's a freak, then it's got to be you!"

"What - can't the freak speak for herself?" a third girl mocked.

"Wow, that's an extensive vocabulary you've all got. Is 'freak' the most insulting word you could come up with? 'Cause if it is, you really need to come up with a new one. Oh, wait... your small brains don't have that capacity. Sorry I forgot."

"Actually, no, we can think of a lot more. But I think they may be too harsh for her sensitive ears."

"I think you mean eyes." Sue told Carly, "I'm deaf."

"Ah, the freak speaks."

That's all it took. Amy snapped, and flew at Carly. Soon, half the students in the lunch hall had gathered round them cheering for one or the other. Luckily for the scrapping pair, teachers ate in the staff room. Jack, who'd just come into the lunch hall, waded through the crowd to the front and promptly pulled Carly away from Amy.

"What the hell do you think you're playing at Carly?"

"Well... I was just talking to Sue, then this psycho attacked me." Carly lied unconvincingly.

"Yeah, right Carly. And I'm Elvis." He replied sarcastically.

"Hey! That's my line." A boy with an Australian accent quipped.

"Shut up, Bobby." Carly snapped.

"I think you should actually," Jack said, "and you might want to tell me the truth now."

Carly stayed silent so Amy explained for her.

"Well, it seems your friend here doesn't quite like Sue. Apparently, Carly prefers to call her 'freak' rather than her proper name. And you know I won't stand for stuff like that."

"Yeah, I think I know it too well. And Carly, I'd prefer it too if you wouldn't refer to Sue using the word 'freak' or anything else other than her name."

"Oh. My. God. Don't tell me you've got a crush on her! You're outta luck if that's the case. Seems she's already got a date."

"Actually, that would be me."

"You don't mean that!" Carly said stupidly.

"Yeah, I do."

"Oh no you don't!" Carly yelled, having quite a bit of a crush on him herself.

"Oh yes I do." Jack shot back, wincing when he became aware that they sounded quite like pantomime characters.

"Well then I guess we can count you out of our friendship then."

"Fine by me, I'm sick of your crap anyway." And with that, Jack joined Sue on the bench she was sitting on.

"Mind if I join ya, mate?" Bobby asked.

"Be my guest."

"Aargh!" Was all Carly could come up with before storming away with Claire and the other girl in tow.

Man, this is rather short. So I'll try to get the next chapter up real soon... I swear! p.s. LaLa? You better keep that promise!