Chapter 7:

I walked in the halls and caught up with Serena.

"Hey!" I said, "I just remembered that there was a game tonight-"

"You're seriously still going?" she asked surprised.

"Yeah," I said, "Why not?"

"Hiei is playing." She pointed out.

"So?"

"What happens if you see him?"

"I'll probably cry."

"Then why are you going to go through with this?"

"For the sake of football!" I said happily and sat in my seat, dreading the fact that I'd see him. Today was a double period of Biology, which meant that I didn't have to change classes for the rest of the day!

The knot in my stomach had started to go away, but them I realized that at that very moment, Serena could be giving the note to Hiei, and it then tightened.

I got out my books and saw this guy looking at me. Who was he? Why was he looking at me? Did I have a zit?

"Okay class," my teacher said, "Today we're going to work in groups on a new lab."

He was still looking at me, even when I had started to take notes.

"Dark!" the teacher barked, then said cheerfully, "Could you kindly reiterate what I just said?"

"Um… sure." He said, and began with an explanation of how much strength a strand of spaghetti could have.

"Very good." The teacher said, "Now, let's see who the groups are, shall we?"

He looked at his chart.

"Okay, you, Sira, Kurama, and…"

Please not me. Please not me.

"Yuriko." he stated.

NOOOOOoooooOOOOOOooooo! I cried in my head. I was stuck with Sira, the girl who thought that I had no class, and the boy who I didn't know but was staring at me.

I picked up my pen and paper and walked over to the table he'd assigned us.

"Hey Kurama." I said as I sat on a stool.

"Hi." He said stiffly.

"You mad?" I asked bluntly. I just wanted to make sure his answer hadn't changed since the last time I'd asked.

"No. Didn't you ask me that before?" he asked as Sira came over to join the group.

"I dunno, maybe you changed your mind about being mad at me for dumping Hiei or something." I said shrugging.

"No,'' he said, "I just can't stand-"

"Kurama!" Sira cried, and was practically attached by the hip to him the rest of the period; and anytime I tried to talk to him she'd send me a death-glare even a blind person could have felt.

"Back off, bitch." She hissed as she walked past me, and then flipped her golden hair over her shoulder.

"I'm not the bitch." I muttered back, only she didn't hear me. I wanted to just punch her; you just didn't get away with calling me a bitch and then walking away. You just didn't.

"Oops." I said as I 'accidentally' spilled some of the stuff preserving the frogs on her paper, smudging all of her answers so that they were illegible. That was sooo horrible of me. Not.

She looked at me. "What the hell is your problem?"

"Nothing, what's yours?" I asked coolly. This is exactly what I wanted, a good old fight! Just to get that those feelings out of my system.

"I don't have one, but you seem to have an issue with me. You jealous or something?"

"Jealous? There's nothing to be jealous of." I stated, aware of the boy, Dark, staring.

"You wanna say that again?" she asked darkly.

"Sure, and I'll put it in your language," I said, and then out on this fake valley-girl voice, "You just like, are really ugly! And you're, like, a total bitch!"

She looked ready to kill me.

"Let me put this in your language," she said, and the pretended to be high, "I just, ya' know, I uh… what was I going to- Oh yeah! You're totally-"

She didn't have time to finish because I'd slapped her.

Kurama gawked, Dark looked stunned, and Sira looked shocked.

"BITCH!" she screamed and began to claw at me. I stood there and waited for her to hit me one more time.

I hit her square in the jaw, sending her into the table.

"GIRLS!" the teacher shouted.

"She started it." I shrugged as she wiped the blood coming from her mouth.

"Did not!" she protested, and then did the whole, 'you're-the-greatest-teacher-in-the-world-now-punish-her-and-not-me' thing.

"You expect me to fall for that?" the teacher asked cocking an eyebrow.

Ha! Even he didn't like her!

"B-but!" she stuttered as he picked up the phone and called the main office.

Right… I was in trouble…