*RAES POV*

It's been a couple days since the party, nothing really important has happened. I missed Kev and Veronica's wedding because of work. Ian keeps asking me why I left though. I can't tell him. It's too embarrassing.
I'm sitting in English with Lip. I think he's over our fight but I'm afraid to say anything that will set him off. So I keep most of our conversations far, far away from Karen.
"Fiona told me that Carl broke that football players knee?"
Lip starts chuckling and nodding.
"It was crazy, I'm telling you, I got busted for my PSAT gig, right? So everyone's scores are invalid now and that fucking kid comes into our house and hangs me outside the second story window, next thing I know I'm being dragged through the window again and Carl's hitting him in the knee with the killing bat!"
"Yeah, you're right that sounds crazy."

We're walking out of English now onto History, which we also have together. On our way there I stop dead in my tracks, I can't believe what I'm seeing. It's Mitchell. I feel sick.

"Rae, you cool?"
I can't move.
"Rae? RAE?! What the fuck?"
"Lip I gotta go, I'll see you in class." I run off before Lip can ask anymore questions.

*LIPS POV*
That was fucking weird.

I'm about to turn to follow her when I hear my name.

"YO GALLAGHER!"

I turn back and it's that goof Mitchell. Future Frat boy in the making, massive black eye and a cut on his lip. He probably fell doing a keg stand.

"Where'd your little friend go?"
"What'd you want with Rae, Mitchell?"
"That crazy bitch did this to me, she better fucking apologize."
Pointing at his black eye I can't help but think why the fuck did Rae do that? She wouldn't hurt a fly.
"You better stay the fuck away, Mitchell."
"What the fuck you going to do about it, Gallagher!"

Before I can think I'm swinging at Mitchell. We wrestle on the ground for awhile when I feel some teachers pull us apart.

"YOU TWO, PRINCIPALS OFFICE, NOW!"
is holding us up by the collar of our shirts and dragging our asses away.

*RAES POV*
Where the fuck is he?

I'm sitting in History wondering where Lip's gone. I mean he was closer to History than I was, I took the long way round to avoid Mitchell. Maybe he just skipped to go out with Karen? Maybe something happened at home and he needed to leave? I need to get out of class and go find him.
Before I can think this through my hand sky rockets and I'm asking to leave because I'm "sick" Ms Major, our history teacher, eats it up and lets me leave. I can't stop thinking about that night, I feel his hands all over me and his body pressing against mine. I hear Amy calling me crazy over and over and over again. I feel a panic coming over me. My chest is sinking in on me and I don't know what to do. I can't breathe. I'm having an anxiety attack. I walk towards the girls bathroom, holding my head in my hands and closing my eyes as I reach the bathroom. Next thing I know I feel myself falling on the floor after hitting something.
"Karen?"
She's looking at me like I'm crazy. Maybe I am crazy.
I feel my breathing slow down.
"Are you okay!?"
She helps me up and I can't help but feel foolish.
"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine!"
I try rushing into the bathroom but she steps in front of me.
"Can I talk to you? about Lip" she says it so fast that it sounds like she regrets it immediately.
What did he tell her?!
"Uh, yeah, sure."
We walk into the bathroom and sit on the window ledge, cracking it a slight bit, she lights a joint and we pass it back and forth. I'm starting to feel a lot better than I was.
"So, what do you want to talk about?"
"How would you define me and Lip?"
"That questions more about me than it is about Lip, don't you think" I can't help but shoot a small glare at her. I don't really know where this is going but I might as well get it out of the way.
"Just answer the question!"
"Fuck buddies." It comes out colder than I meant it to be. She looks disappointed.
"I know you too are close. He talks about you all the time. I just wanted to know if he tells you things about me."
"Listen Karen, As far as I know he likes you. A lot even. With my experience with Lip the best way to figure it out is ask him yourself."
Why am I trying to console Karen right now? I should be looking for Lip.

She gives me a small smile but I can tell my answer hasn't satisfied her. I doubt these two will last, considering they can't even figure out what they're doing.

We sit by the window for a little longer. Have a polite conversation but mostly we just want to finish the joint. I hear the bell ring and I hop down from the window before I leave I turn to Karen.
"So, uh, I guess I'll see you around?"
"Sure."
We both separate to go to our classes. But instead of going to class I head home. The day's been too long and I have to work tonight, might as well get a small nap in before I head over to the diner. Hopefully I don't run into that dickhead Mitchell again.