A/N: First of all, I am so sorry that it's been almost a year since I've updated. I've been having a hectic life. Hell, I'm a teenager, if it wasn't hectic, I'd think something was wrong with me. Well, I hope this satisfies the wait. It probably doesn't, but it's the best I could do.

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'What to do, what to do…' Paulina thought rigorously for the rest of the day. Every time she saw them together… holding hands… stopping to kiss every couple of seconds… 'Ugh, the loser love, it's just sick!' she thought angrily. She continued walking down the hall and thinking, it was hard –thinking and walking at the same time- but she was managing. That is,until she felt someone bump into her.

"Oh my god, you loser! Move!" She shrieked furiously, not really caring who it actually was that bumped into her.

"Oh sor- hold up, I was gonna say sorry, you don't have to be a bitch about it." Hannah retorted staring down the wench.

"Why you- who the- you don't get to-!" She couldn't think straight enough to complete any sentences, she was fogged with the welled up rage she'd been holding in all day…she was going to make sure this loser knew who the boss was.

She pulled her arm back, and then lunged it forward to slap Hannah when she felt someone grab her wrist, inches from Hannah's face.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A low, deathly calm voice that came from beside Hannah stated.

Paulina stood in shock for a few seconds as the owner of the voice turned her, by her wrist, to face them. She came face-to-face with none other than Samantha Manson. The anger came back full force and the shock was gone completely.

"Well, if it isn't just the loser I was looking for!" She spat. People were starting to crowd at the sight of a possible fight. 'Well, now's my chance…you're going down loser!'

"Well, look no further, I'm right here. Besides, we wouldn't want to you to hurt you head thinking about where in the world I could possibly be, especially since you'd have to wait all the way until next period…you know, the class you sit behind me in?" Sam shot back. Oh, man, she wanted to fight Paulina. This was great.

She couldn't take it anymore, Paulina cocked her arm back again, but Sam caught her again and hit her upside her chin in an under-hook. Paulina stumbled back a bit and looked Sam squarely in the eye, matching the hate that shown at her through Sam's eyes. She smirked evilly as she reached for her ankle and pulled up her pants to reveal a knife.

The crowd gasped, but Sam didn't even flinch. "Go ahead. Use it. You'll need it." She used the same low, dangerously calm voice as before.

Hannah was in a state of shock as she watched her mom-to-be stand in a fight stance, ready to take on the most popular girl in school, who was currently wielding a knife to her mother's two fists.

Paulina ran forward again, knife in front, thinking she had an advantage. She didn't. Sam grabbed the knife-wielding wrist and twisted it back painfully making Paulina drop it. She cocked her arm back and hit Paulina straight in the nose full force that could only be defined as the disgustingly deafening crrraaacccckkk signified a broken nose.

Paulina collapsed on the floor, no longer able to hold herself up. She was dizzy and couldn't see through the tears that immediately clouded her eyes and the pain in the center of her face. But, she did see the knife. Right next to her.

"Don't you dare try to come near me OR my family ever again. I swear it will be worse next time. Oh and by the way, tough girl, I only hit you twice." Sam threatened smugly before directing a still shocked Hannah back in the direction they were headed before the fight.

"H-h-how'd you do that?" Hannah inquired, amazed that her mother –her mother- could fight like that.

Sam didn't get to answer. A sharp object blew amazingly fast in between her and Hannah's heads. A knife was lodged into the wall directly in front of them.

Sam quickly spun on her heel and stormed back to a still floored Paulina, who was glaring back at her.

"I warned you…"

A/N: Ok, well, that's it…more detail in the next chapter, I promise! But, as for now, I have some sneaking out to do…it's 1am on a Friday night in Vegas and I'm finally 16!