"Is it okay?" Caitlyn asked.

I placed the last bobby pin in the bun I had fixed to hide the charred pieces of her hair.

"There ya go. It's cute and no one will see," I said.

"First thing this Saturday, we are going to get this fixed. But whatever. Compared to Ella and I, you got it easy from Tess clan," she said putting on her Mary Janes.

This time, I am following the rules. I took the awful shoes from their box and scowled. But like I have a choice.

"Knock, knock," Ella greeted opening the door slightly and poked her head in, "You two ready to go?"

I couldn't help but notice Ella was grinning brightly, as if she had a secret. A very funny one. I must know it.

"Yup," Caitlyn piped, slinging her messenger bag over her shoulder.

"Let's rock,"

We exited our room and made our way down the posh hallway and turned left. Our regular routine. Just not as ordinary as the other days. Nothing is normal about Tess and her spawn standing in the hallway, in robes. All damp, waiting for a janitor to open their room.

"Wha-...Wait...Huh?" Caitlyn stuttered, stopping in her tracks.

"Just keep walking," Ella ordered, pushing her along.

Hmm, wonder if Ella's got anything to do with this? Pfft, of course she does. I wonder what the wonderful mind of a vindictive girl who is out to get her man cooked up. Hah.

Ella giggled lowly as we exited Engler building.

"Okay chick speak. What did you do?" I asked.

"I saw an opportunity Miss Mitchie. I saw a giant chance and I took it faster than Lindsay Lohan takes a shot of vodka...twice," Ella explained.

"But why is Tess locked out of her room?" Caitlyn questioned.

"Because," she began, taking out a pair of keys from her blazer pocket, "I took these,"

I snatched the keys from her hands, "Are these Tess' dorm keys?"

"Yeah!" Ella squeaked gleefully.

"No way," Caitlyn gasped.

"How did you get them?!" I asked.

"So after my shower this morning, I left the stall as Tess and Sarah entered the showers. Tess left her locker open. Soo...once she was out of view I could have just slipped into her locker and grabbed them. After that I went to room fourty-two, locked the door and now here I am," Ella explained.

"Up top chika," Mitchie sang, holding her hand up in a high-five gesture.

Ella returned the movement, "Am I brilliant, or am I brilliant?"

"You're a genius," Caitlyn complimented.

"Of course I am," Ella giggled and flicked her hair. We cut across the lawn of the Mathematics building, turning the corner of it, almost running into Jason.

"Sorry, excuse me. Oh, good morning girls," Jason said.

"Morning," we chorused. Jason began to walk away but turned around, "Hey Ella, you've got Jacobs for English first period don't you?"

"Uhmm, yeah," Ella answered shyly.

"Do you want to walk with me," he asked, motioning down the sidewalk. Ella turned around and faced us, mouthing a please and using a pout. I looked at Caitlyn and we faked an over dramatic sigh at the same time and nodded. I swear if Jason wasn't behind her she would have jumped in the air. She faced Jason and nodded, "Sure,"

"Great, let's get going," he smiled and put an arm around Ella's shoulders as they walked away. I playfully sniffled, "They grow up so fast," Caitlyn and I burst in to laughter and walked to our classes.

"I think Jason's, got a little something, something for Ella," Caitlyn pointed out, "I'm completely jealous. Really, an Untouchable has a thing for our Ella,"

"You have no clue," I muttered.

"What?"

"What? Huh? I didn't say anything," I said quickly.

"Yeah you did. You said, you have no clue. No idea of what?" Caitlyn asked.

"Caitlyn, you need to lay off the studying and get some more sleep. You're going insane," I dodged.

"Mmhm," Caitlyn hummed suspiciously, "Anyway, this is my class. See you at lunch,"

I nodded and went on my way to my class.

Way to go Mitchie. God, if I tell her Nate likes her she'll go into denial and call me crazy and want my theories. My theory, Shane Gray told me so. Nothing beats that, I could win a court case with whatever Shane says...if the judge is a woman. All he's gotta do is run his hand through his hair and and smile and damn, that boy could get out of a murder trial.

"...Miss Torres...Miss Torres. Michelle Torres!" Mr. Saporta shouted.

I came out of my state of mind to find myself sitting in me first period chemistry class, all the students staring at me.

"Yes?" I responded, sheppishly.

"Would you like to join us?" Mr. Saporta asked.

I nodded curtly.

"Thank you," he said, "Break into partners and work on chemical compound assessment on page four eighty-two, due tomorrow,"

I sighed, slightly emberrased at my phase-out. Suddenly the stool next to me screeched, and Shane hopped on top of it.

"Hey partner," he greeted, opening his book to the correct page.

Aww. He proclaimed me his partner, how adorable. I caught a glimpse of Shane's smiling face but instead saw the faces of the girls behind him. Apparently it's not so cute to the other fifteen girls in my class.

I hunched over the table and began to skim the chemistry text, trying not to make eye contact with any of the girls. Didn't you know looks could kill...well they can't but they can knock down self-confidence, I need all I can get.

Then, the classroom door popped open and in walked in Tess.

My eyes bulged at the sight, "Oh my...,"

"She looks like a troll doll," Shane whispered.

Indeed she did. Tess' usual straight hair was a mixture of bedhead and an electrical shock victim. The class was silent as Tess walked over to her seat next to Emma, but not without turning to glare at me.

The battle has officially begun and you know what they say, take no prisoners.

Grr...not happy with the content above, but my mom says I'm just hard on myself. But on the brightside, she took me to go check out a car today. It's nice. So thanks, you guys for the many wonderful reviews, this story is with out doubt my most succesful ever. I LOVE YOU! in a non-weird way.