A/N: Well I tried making my fictionpress idea work, but guess what, it didn't! I'm just gonna delete that right after I'm done updating this story. Oh yeah, this is taking place about a couple of months after the 'Necklace Incidence' in the story. Enjoy this chapter. :D

The next day at school is kind of odd for Ember. Some how everyone knew what Ember did and was kind of scared of her except for Angelia Thomas. The most popular, meanest, girl in the school. Angelia and Ember were the one of the most feared people in school. Despite of what already happened to Ember, Angelia is there to crawl at her throat all day, because she's in all her classes.

Later In Language Arts/ Poetry, the corner has it's normal visitor Ember, usually taking all the notes even though she can teach the class herself. Bored out of her mind she was getting stares from Angelia. Including her posse laughing and giving her stares too. Even though she was looking for something to do she wasn't looking for this. But what she did find was Max, with her. She thought " This is so awesome a bunch of homo sapiens, (Heh heh) are staring at me. Then one of Ember's social friends, Cristine: ( Can I borrow a pencil? Yeah! Sure! Hands pencil) got a note, she read the cover of it. She took a glance at Ember then quickly passed it down.

"Hey what's the note about?" Ember leaned over.

"It's nothing. I swear." Cristine seemed frightened.

" Come on. Tell me. Is it that frickin' Angelia chick?" Ember looked at Angelia, then frowned. Is she threatening her? Well I really don't know Cristine she's not even close enough to call a friend. But I can't make her get threatened. After all she done... Never, she has amazing pencils!

Cristine remained silent.

"Hey, no sweat it's OK. " She saw saw a flicker of ease pass in Cristine's face. She passed the note. Watching as it made it's way to the receiver. When it did Ember thought: Wow that's SO NOT obvious.

Angelia pridefully scoffed towards her posse. She started doing a *sly smile and started opening the letter slowly.

The thought's going on in Ember's head: OH MY- What is this 'White Chicks'! How stupid is this school! I can't believe people are paying attention to thi- wait I'm paying attention. Well I'm smart, the rest of these people are dumb they need the most education they can get! Ember fixed her glance back to Angelia Ok, ok. What's happening now?

Angelia opens the letter, reads the words very slowly. Closed it, then slouched on Max's shoulder.

You know what, I'm gonna go on with this. Lets see how this poorly half star movie goes on. Who can I be? Oh! I'll be that weird stereotypical emo girl or goth girl. Character we need a character.. I can be the girl how is secretly deeply in love with Max, but Angelia is in the way of confessing my 'feelings'! Alright, now I hope I can get this right, I might because this chick is so fake. Heh.

Angelia flips her shiny nutmeg hair over her shoulder. She aims a smirk at Ember.

Think fast! Think fast! Think fast! Stereotypical! Ember rolls her eyes and put's a sad/jealous look on her face. I wonder whatr that idiot is thinking?( Idiot=Max) That is a good question? Isn't it Ember?

Dang she is hooot! Man, her hair is so shiny! I wonder what shampoo she uses? Holy crud, is she looking at Ember? I guess she's cool too. But Angelia is hot. Whoa! As Angelia was leaning into Max her strap for her tank top was falling off. Revealing her bra strap more and more.

"*Cough* Uggh! *cough* Oh God! *cough*" Max pushed Angelia away, and continued coughing like he had tuberculosis. Hey, I covered that really well! She didn't even notice. The school bell rings.

Saved by the bell. Duh-duh-nah-nah-nah-nuh! Ember thinks.

Saved by the bell! LUCK-YYY DAAAHHY! Max yelled in his head

On to the next period. Lunch.

A/N: Well how was it? I know it's been a long time. But there will be more. Updating doesn't seem like a chore anymore it seems like something I actually want to do. Oh yeah! The beginning A/N, don't worry about it. It's actually working out great! I'm typing up the next chapter :). Also, anyone who can figure out to do a star or half star on the computer tell me! And I might put you in my story. Also you might now the things I commented on my story White Chicks (Movie. Which I do not own!) , this show called Saved By The Bell. ( Don't own either.) Well I heard about them today and I decided to add them in the story. I apologize about the stereotype if it offended anyone, but I hope it didn't. New chapter will be up soon! Did you looove it, hate it, don't care? Well don't fear the review button is right under here! ( I just thought of that.)

*: I just had to put that there. The couldn't handle it, without putting it there.