"Hey!" The jock tried to get Bender's attention. "Hey!"

He turned towards him. "What?!"

"If I lose my temper you're totaled man." Said Sporto with assurance. I scoffed. Like that's gonna happen.

"Totally?" John mocked.

His tone passed over the jock's head. "Totally!"

Red decided to make her presence known to us. She looked at Bender. "Why don't you just shut up? Nobody here is interested!"

"Really." Added the sport.

I snapped my fingers to get their attention. "Oh, but I'm very interested and last time I checked I'm a person."

"Barely." Princess gave a snooty eye roll and turned away.

I kept my face impassive, not showing how much one word hurt.

"Buttface." Said the jock.

"Wow, Sporto, that's a real snappy name. What did you do to get in here anyway? Forget to wash your jock?" I said sarcastically. Bender smirked at me. My stomach did a little flutter.

Johnson suddenly showed surprising initiative. "Uh... Excuse me, guys? I think we should just write our papers."

The athlete turned and glared at us. "Just because you two live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass. So knock it off!"

"It's a free country."

Once again, to my displeasure, Red made the mistake of opening her mouth. "They're just doing it to get a rise out of you. Ignore them.

"Sweets." Said Bender. "You couldn't ignore me if you tried."

She just rolled her eyes. I can't stand jerks like her. They're all the same. "look at me! I'm so pretty! I'm so popular! I've never had to work for anything in my entire life!"

"So...so." I started. "Are you two like boyfriend/girlfriend?" The populars continued to pay me no attention.

After a second John caught on. "Steady dates?"

"Lo-vers?"

"Come on Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot...beef...injection?"

They spun around, furious and screamed: "Go to hell!" "Enough!"

I smiled at John. They make it to easy to mess with them. He returned with his signature smirk and winked. I looked away, I could feel myself blushing.

"Hey! What's going on in there!" Yelled Vernon from his office.

Damn. I forgot about Dick.

"Scumbag."

"Wow Slick, yet another witty remark." I said while climbing with Bender to sit on the railing. He offered me a hand and pulled me up. I didn't want him to let go of my hand. He did. You can't like him! You know nothing about him!

"What do say we close that door. We can't have any sort of a party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds."

I clapped my hands together. "I'm game."

Johnson looked up. "You know the door's s'posed to stay open."

"So?" I questioned.

The jock whipped around to deliver another stunning observation. "So why don't you just shut up! There's four other people in here you know."

"God, you can count! See! I knew you had to be smart to be a...a wrestler." John mocked.

"Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway."

Red rolled her eyes. "Really."

The sport ignored me and continued on. "You know, you two don't even count. I mean, if you disappeared forever it wouldn't really make a difference. You guys might as well not even exist at this school."

Ouch. That was harsh. I knew I hadn't been here long, but it still hurts hearing you don't matter. I knew what he said was true, But that just made it worse. John looked away. I could tell similar thoughts were running through his head.

"Well," Bender announced, "I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team."

Red and Sporto laughed.

"I'll go for the prep club. Student council too!" I added.

"No, they wouldn't take you."

Bender put a hand on his chest. "I'm hurt."

Sadly once again, Miss Precious Princess felt the need to put in her two cents. "You know why guys like you two knock everything?"

"This should be stunning."

"A true intellectual gem."

"It's cause you're afraid."

"Oh, God! You ritchies are so smart, that's exactly why we're not heavy in activities!" Said John, putting an arm around my shoulders. Once again I felt my stomach flip. No! No! No!

"You're both just big cowards." The Princess continued.

The nerd, apparently feeling left out, decides to join in. "I'm in the math club."

For some reason Queenie keeps on with her monologue. "See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong so you just have to dump all over it."

I roll my eyes.

"Well, it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes, now would it?" Bender points out.

"You wouldn't know. You don't even know any of us."

"I'm pretty sure the both of us don't know any lepers either, and I can't speak for Cat, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs."

So I'm Cat now. Not bad for a nickname.

"Hey, let's watch the mouth, huh." The sport chimed in.

I smirked. "Damn right, Sporto. Let's not have any more fucking swearing."

The jock glared at me, but had enough sense to keep his trap shut. Red let out a little giggle and I stared at her in surprise. Who knew the princess had a sense of humor. She quickly regained her composure.

It seems Johnson once again feels the need to contribute. "I'm in the physics club too."

John took notice of the nerd. "S'cuse me a sec." He said turning to the geek. "What are you babbling about?"

"Well, what I said was, I'm in the math club, the Latin club, and the physics-physics club." He counted them off on his fingers.

Bender turned to the princess. "Hey, Cherry, do you belong to the physics club?"

She rolled her eyes. "That's an academic club."

"So?" I added, happy that John's arm was still around my shoulders.

"So, academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs."

Bender raises a hand in the air, preparing to prove a point. "Oh, but to dorks like him, they are." He stated, pointing at Johnson. "What do you guys do in your club?"

"In physics we, um, we ah, we talk about physics, about properties of physics." He stuttered.

"So it's sorta social." Surmised Bender.

"Demented and sad, but social. Right?" I continued.

The nerd looked uncomfortable. "Yeah, well, I guess you could consider it a social situation. I mean there are other children in my club and uh, at the end of the year we have, um, you know, a big banquet, at the, uh, at the Hilton."

"You load up, you party."

"Well, no. We get dressed up, I mean, but we don't- we don't get high."

The queen of judgement laughed. "Only burners like you guys get high."

I rolled my eyes. "Well Red, I'd rather laugh with the sinners."

Johnson began to ramble. "And, uh, I didn't have any shoes. So I had to borrow my dad's. It was kinda weird 'cause my mom doesn't like me to wear other people's shoes. And, uh, my cousin Kent- my cousin Kendall from, uh, Indiana. He got high once and you know, he started eating like really weird foods. And uh, and then he just felt like he didn't belong anywhere. You know, kinda like, you know "Twilight Zone" kinda."

Queenie really laughed now. "Sounds like you two."

For once I took the high road and ignored her.