I'm not sure why I pounced on Emma like that. She just looked like she was so above us, like God forbid she should spend her Saturday with the rest of us mere mortals. And maybe, just maybe I was jealous that she was Sean's first love; I mean, what we had was so much deeper than their little middle school adventure, but still a first love is a first love, and the fact that Sean hasn't called me in a month isn't exactly helping my self confidence.

We all turned to stare at Emma, and I could almost laugh at how uncomfortable she felt. But seriously, what could she have done that was so bad? This is the girl who announced to her entire seventh grade class that she just got her period, and even I have to admit that doing that took balls. "Come on Emma," Paige said in a sing-song voice, "We're waiting…" "I'm not saying," Emma said, and there was sharpness to her voice that made me jump back. "Fine," Alex smirked, "Either that or you can take a dare." "Dare," Emma's snooty voice rang out loud and clear. "Flash us," I stated loud and clear. Everyone turned to stare at me, and we were all thinking the same thing: there's no way she'll do that. She turned around and for a second I thought she was going to go crying to Mr. Raditch. But no, she turned back towards us, lifted up her stained shirt (and very sexy lingerie, who was she planning on modeling that for?) for a solid count of three.

"Happy now?" she asked, just as snooty but with a little bit of a smile. "Oh, very" Craig responded, and when we all turned to look he said, "What? I enjoyed it. Now, Ms. Nash, as you were the one that had the idea for this lovely spectactle, your turn. Either tell us what you did to get in here or a dare." "Whatever, I was late one two many times." I know it's lame, but three lates and you get a detention. I was helping my mom with her hangovers, and my trying to keep it all together got me even more screwed. "Come on, Ellie, it's gotta be more exciting than that," Jimmy interjected. "Yeah? What did you do to get in here, sports super star?" "I took some uh performance enhancing medication right before the basketball finals." We all cracked up. "What," Paige was laughing so hard we could barely understand, "You took steriods? Don't you know that does severe damage to your package?" Jimmy couldn't meet our eyes, and we just all laughed harder.

"Okay princess," said Jay, who'd been unusually quiet, he pointed to Paige, "It's your turn. What did the future housewife of the year do to end up with all the bad kids." Paige who had just stopped laughing began to laugh even harder, "I can't say it, Alex, you tell them." Alex smiled, "Well, Mr. O dumped Paige but gave her some very nice mary jane and we got caught smoking it." "Holy shit," Craig said, "Get dumped, and then get happy. Well, all I did was skip Jay, your turn to fess up."

"I got caught in a pretty awkward position with someone. During school hours." "Someone," Jimmy said, quite interested, "Who someone?" "Hey man, I'm sworn to secrecy," he said, sheepishly, glancing at Emma, but I was the only one who saw.

"So you're willing to protect whatever little whore that is but you couldn't even protect our relationship. Fuck you Jay, fuck you." Alex stormed out of the room, and surprisingly Paige followed. "Nice Jay," she said, in her royal bitchiness, "Just when we were all starting to get along."