[A/N]; Hey, guys! It's Hannah here. I forgot to mention in the first chapter that this is my first story, and that I'm sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes or anything like that. I'm probably going to change the rating from T to M, since there will be lots of fowl language, drug use, and maybe some intimate scenes. But until all that junk shows up, it'll be rated as T. I will also hope to update frequently, since I already have like four chapters written. I will probably post at least every three days, since I'm an eager beaver. Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you favorite and comment!

- Hannah -

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I stood there speechless. I didn't want Lash to be my partner. That arrogant, cocky, little bastar-

"Woah!", I called. During my little thought rant, some freshman shoved me to the ground. Luckily, I fell to where I was on the sidelines on the crowd, so no one was stomping on me.

"You okay there?", a deep voice spoke. I looked up quickly and spotted a long haired, grungy looking dude. Supposedly, I fell onto this guy's foot.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!", I quickly said, hurrying to my feet.

"It's cool. They can get a little crazy at times."

His voice was deep and monotone, like Magenta's. He was a lot taller, so I had to crank my neck back to look at him. His height reminded me of Lash.

Lash.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go find someone..", I mumbled, looking around. I dove back into the crowd quickly, and pushed my way back towards our lunch table. Lash and Speed were standing nearby, laughing.

"Who's your partner?", Leila asked.

"Who do you think?", I growled, glaring over at the boy in stripes. Leila and the rest of my group followed my gaze, and all sighed at once.

"Kim, I am so sorry," Ethan spoke.

"You must be pretty upset," Magenta said after.

"I'll be right back."

I stormed over to the two, steaming with anger. Speed hit Lash's shoulder and pointed towards me, immediately they both started laughing. Strangely, that reminded me of how I first saw them this morning, making fun of the freshmen.

"Hey, Kimmie," Lash smirked, as he leaned against a lunch table.

"Don't 'Hey Kimmie' me."

"Woah there, babe. Why so mad?"

"Because I'm your sidekick. That's why."

"You're mad at me because of that? It's not like I want you as my sidekick."

"How about we make this as easy as possible?"

"And how do we do that," he smiled.

"By staying out of each others way. I don't care if I'm your sidekick, it's not like we have to be friends."

With that, I turned and walked away. But I couldn't help but hear a muffled, "Look at her ass," from the devil himself.

...

"So what do we have next?"

"Gym," Ethan sighed.

"AKA Save the Citizen," Magenta said shortly after.

"What's Save the Citizen?"

"Some game where two villains and two heroes battle and try to save, or kill, the citizen."

"Sounds fun."

"It isn't."

Our group headed into the gym, and found ourselves an open spot on the bleachers. Immediately after, Coach Boomer came out and began to explain the rules. I didn't bother paying attention, because it's not like I would have to participate in the game.

"Alright! First up, we have.. Lash and Speed!", he yelled. The two demons strolled out into the gym floor, already suited up in armor like they knew they would be chosen. "Heroes or villains?"

"Villains," Speed smirked.

"Shocker.. now, who will be your rivals?"

There was a long pause, which made me panic a little. I kept my head down slightly behind Zach, hoping his tall height and spiky hair would hide me.

"Peace," shouted Speed.

"And.. little Kimmie," finished Lash. I could hear the smirk in his voice, the satisfaction too.

I stood up, a scowl on my face, as I maneuvered my way off the bleachers. "Good luck," Will mumbled as I passed by.

I was slightly embarrassed since my gym clothes hung loosely around my small frame. The shorts ended at my knees, and my shirt was way to baggy for my liking. Coach tossed me some armor which I didn't hesitate to put on.

As I reached the gymnasium floor, I spotted the same guy I had fell on earlier. He was my partner in this little agonizing game.

"Hey!", I smiled, walking over next to him.

"You're that chick that fell down?"

"Correct," I nodded, strapping a wrist guard around my hand. I looked forward and spotted Lash and Speed, standing on the other side of the court.

"So what's your power?", that 'Peace' guy spoke, while his attention was on our two components.

"Talking to animals," I sighed.

"Nice," he deeply chuckled, "Just let me do all the work, and you save the citizen."

"Gotcha."

"Three! Two! One! Go!", Coach boomed, starting the timer on the large clock above the bleachers. Instantly, my team mate's arms combusted into flames. It made me flinch, since I wasn't expecting such a violent power. He quickly began running towards the two villains, but was knocked to the ground by Speed. That's when I realized I had been standing in the middle of the gym like a fool, watching the fight unravel between the three.

Soon after, I began running towards the shredder, with the plastic mannequin dangling above it. I was so close to catching it, but a slender striped arm wrapped around my waist and slung me to the other side of the gym. I landed harshly on my back, earning several 'ooohhss' from the crowd. I tried to regain my lost breath as I stood to my wobbly feet, and yet again, ran towards the citizen.

I could see Peace throwing fireballs at Speed, and occasionally at Lash. Though, he kept missing. Suddenly, a hard force hit my shoulder and sent me flying back. I hit the floor, again, harshly. I let out a moan, as I pushed myself up. This happened several more times: Speed running into me as I fly back then get up.

Thank god I wasn't a wimp, or I would probably be dead by now.

Once there was only a minute on the clock, that's when I tried stepping up my game. Every time Speed would run at me, I would try to dodge him, going the complete opposite direction. I let out a chuckle when I realized Peace had actually hit the running man with a fireball, making him stumble and fall to the floor.

I limped towards the shredder once more, but again, felt an arm be wrapped around my waist. I was pulled off of the ground and yanked into a hard surface, a chest. Surprisingly, it still knocked the wind out of me.

"Peace guy! Dude!", I groaned. I still didn't know his first name, so it was hard to get his attention.

The grip around my waist tightened, making it extremely hard to breathe.

"Lash! I swear!"

"What will you do? Kill me?", he muttered in my ear.

I shivered just like I did in fourth period when his breath hit my neck, and he knew I did too. But before I answered his question, I threw my foot back and hit him straight in the crotch. He released me easily, and fell to the ground.

"Oohhhh," he moaned, curling up in the fetal position.

"Yes I fucking will," I spat.

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Kim!"

I looked over at my partner running at me, and picked me up with one swift movement.

"Three!"

"Two!"

He then chucked me at the citizen, since I was so little, I guess I was light too.

"One!"

I felt myself collide with the floor, also with something hard underneath me. It was the mannequin. I rolled over onto my back and let out a sigh as I heard the buzzer go off, signaling we had one. Everyone began cheering and some kids even ran off the bleachers and onto the gym floor.

Speed was still laying on the ground with a flame burning on his butt, while Lash curled up in a ball, probably crying.

...

"Well, you don't have any broken bones," the nurse nodded, whilst handing me a blueberry lollipop.

My body was aching. I'm even surprised I wasn't extremely injured from all of those fatal blows.

I took the blue sucker and unwrapped it, before shoving it between my teeth and cheek.

The old woman walked over to a table and began scribbling something down on her notepad. She ripped off the piece of paper and handed it to me.

"Since you're late to class," she nodded.

"Thanks again," I smiled.

I hopped off of the bed I was currently sitting on, and began to exit the office. I passed by Speed, who was sitting in a waiting chair very awkwardly. Probably because his butt was burnt. I giggled slightly, earning a glare from the husky man.

I exited the nurses office and walked down the empty hallway, still sucking on my sucker. I started reading over the note that the woman gave me, and could barely make out what it said since it was written in messy cursive.

Suddenly, I came in contact with a hard surface. I looked up quickly and groaned.

"What do you want Lash?"

"I just wanted to say congrats on winning save the citizen," he smiled charmingly.

"Oh I bet. How are you testicles," I smiled back, crossing my arms.

"Fine now."

I pushed pass him and continued to head down the hallway, but something wrapped around my stomach and pulled me back.

"Please, let me go. I need to go to class."

"You're already late, so it doesn't matter."

I struggled to be let free, which earned a low chuckle from Lash. Finally, he loosened his grip and I fell to the ground.

"Thanks," I murmured, sitting up and fixing my messy black here. I was a little pissed since my lollipop fell out of my mouth and onto the ground; it tasted quite good.

"No problem, Kimmie."

"Stop calling me that."

"Mmmm, I don't think I will."

"God, you're annoying."

I stood to my feet while the freakishly tall boy towered over me, smiling.

"That's my job, babe."

"I'm not your 'babe'."

"Oh, but I think you are."

"Oh, but I think I'm not."

"Like I said, if I asked, you wouldn't hesitate to fuck."

"This is sexual harassment," I groaned, turning around and walking down the long corridor.

"Not if you enjoy it," Lash smirked, hurrying up and walking next to me.

"I don't."

"You sure about that?", he asked, before snaking an arm around my hips. I quickly shook his limb off and pushed him away.

"Stop touching me!"

"Why?", he asked again, this time sliding both hands around my waist, but I was quick to shove him once more.

"Because, I don't liked to be touched!"

"Just loosen up Kimmie."

I was insanely angry at my height and his at the moment. If he wasn't so tall, he probably wouldn't have such a head start on harassing me.

Before Lash could grope me again, an elderly voice called out from the end of the hallway. We both looked at where the sound came from and saw an old lady with an angry expression.

"You two! Just what exactly do you think you're doing?"

I hurried away from Lash and began walking towards the woman. "I was heading to class, but this barbarian distracted me."

"Actually, she was skipping, I was just trying to stop her."

I turned around quickly and gasped at Lash.

"I was not! I have a note!"

I frantically started searching for the note the nurse gave me, but to my luck, wasn't any where to be found.

"I swear! You can ask the nurse! She'll remember!"

"I hear that excuse everyday! Now you two come with me."

The lady reached out and grabbed my wrist, and yanked me down the hallway. Lash followed close behind. I could tell since I kept feeling hands snatch at the hem of my shirt and my back pockets on my jeans. I repeatedly swatted his hands away furiously, hoping I wouldn't be in too much trouble on my first day.

Finally, we arrived at a white door, in the middle of a row of blue lockers.

"You two can just stay in here until fifth period is over. And think about what you've done wrong," the lady scowled, pressing in numbers on the keypad by the room. The white door slid open smoothly, as she slowly edged Lash and I inside.

"But I haven't done anything wrong! I am a victim of sexual harassment!"

"One more word out of you and you can just stay for after school detention!"

I let out a heavy sigh, once I was inside. There were five little desks placed randomly around in the white room, so I chose one that was off all by itself. I heard the door close and realized the lady must've left.

I glanced over and seen that Lash had scooted a desk over next to mine, and sat down.

"Leave me alone," I mumbled.

"Come on, Kimmie."

"I said don't call me that!"

"Damn. You're a feisty one, aren't cha?"

I just rested my head on my hand and closed my eyes. I needed to relax, and if I didn't, I would end up killing this idiot.

Minutes passed of pure silence, and I was thinking that he had actually decided to stop bugging me. I thought wrong.

"Wanna play a game?"

"What?", I asked, looking over at him.

"Let's play twenty questions, to pass the time."

"Fine," I sighed, not in the mood to fight, "You start."

"Do you prefer boxers or briefs on a guy?"

Really? Were we going to play the dirty version of this game?

"Boxers," I replied in a monotone voice, "Any bad habits?"

"Is being too sexy a bad habit?"

"Only if you actually are sexy."

"Okay, okay," he laughed, "First kiss?"

"Um, when I was thirteen."

"Thirteen?!"

I could sense that having your first kiss at thirteen was either too old or too young. I grew embarrassed and angry instantly.

"What? When did you get your first kiss?"

"When I was eight."

"Wow, see you started being a whore early in life."

"Practice makes perfect, babe."

I shook my head and closed my eyes again. I searched my mind for a question that was original, but all I could come up with was those silly, little kid ones.

"What makes you smile?"

"You."

I turned back towards him and opened my eyes only to where I was squinting.

"Ha. Ha."

"It's true, Kimmie."

"Just ask a question, dumbass."

"What's your power?"

"I can talk to animals,"

"Wow."

"Something wrong?", I snapped.

"Yeah, why did my sidekick have to have such a useless power?"

"Not my fault I can't pester kids like you."

"I don't pester, I simply mock."

"Same thing. Is it true that you helped Gwen last homecoming with the Royal Pain junk?"

"Yep," he said. He said it as if it was completely normal to try and take over the school- or should I say the world. Before I could ask him why, he already shot a question out there.

"You a virgin?"

I immediately tensed, but didn't hesitate.

"What kind of a question is that?", I snapped.

"So, is that a yes?"

"No!"

"Then a no?"

I replied by slamming my head down on the desk and groaned. Soon after, I felt something rub my lower back. To be honest, it startled me, so I quickly stood up.

"What?", Lash chuckled, as he looked up at me.

"I said I don't liked to be touched!"

"I'll stop touching you if you answer my question."

After that, he stood up and hurried over to me. I felt his hands began to run up and down my sides, tickling me.

"Stop!", I squealed.

"Tell me."

"No!"

"Tell me."

"Please!"

"Tell me."

"Yes! I'm a virgin!", I yelled.

Finally, he stopped. He was still close as he was and his hands were still rested on my hips, but he stop squeezing my sides.

"You are?"

Thankfully, Principle Powers opened the locked, white door before I could embarrass myself any longer. That's when I took a step away from Lash and headed towards her.

"Lash, Kim, I heard that you two were out in the hallway in the middle of fifth period. Care to explain."

"I was at the nurse-"

"Did you have a note?"

"Yes! But.. I lost it..."

She just sighed.

"And what about you, Lash?"

"Same reason," he shrugged.

Liar. He was skipping.

"I'm guessing that this wont happen again?"

We both- well I- nodded quickly.

"Then you may leave."

I didn't hesitate to exit the small area, practically stumbling into the hallway. I hurried passed classrooms to hopefully get away from the idiot himself, but to my luck, a striped arm stretched out in front of me.

I came to a halt and followed the arm to his face.

"What?"

"I just wanted to return this," he spoke, handing me a wrinkled up piece of paper.

It was my note.

"I found this in the hallway-"

"You had it the whole time?"

"Yes," he smirked.

"God, why did I have to be your sidekick," I mumbled, snatching the piece of paper and continuing down the hall.

"Where you going?", he followed.

"To class, what's it look like?"

"We have a free period."

"That's cool. Then I guess I'll hang with my friends."

"Aren't I your friend?"

That's when I stopped walking and quickly turned around to glare at the tall boy.

"No. We are not friends. We aren't even acquaintances. The only reason I have even talked to you was because we're partners. Not because I want to have any friendly relationship with you," I said, quickly and loud. It earned a few unwanted glances from the passing students in the hall. Lash, on the other hand, looked unaffected. He still looked cocky and arrogant.

"Then can we have a sexy relationship?"

"No!"

I turned around and trudged down the long corridor, seeing Zach's neon shirt at the end of the hallway.

Thank god.

I was able to shake Lash off of my tail, and reach my group of friends before they walked away.

"Hey, Kim!", Leila smiled.

"You have no idea what I have been through since gym."

"What happened?", Ethan asked with concern.

"Let's just say that I have spent a lot of time with Lash. And it has been bloody awful."