Seeing your ex almost right after a break up is pretty aquward. Sometimes you ask the person out again. If you do, I'm sorry but…YOU'RE STUPID! It won't be the same. Well, at least don't ask right away. But anyways! It was 7:30 when my limo pulled up in the Roseville parking lot. My plane had landed an hour ago. It had been less then 24 hours that Sam broke up with me. I was still feeling the after effects. At least I didn't have any classes with him. My driver David looked back at me.

"Are you OK miss?"

"Ummm…yeah. Thanks David. Remember, 2:40."

"Yes miss. I will be right on time."

I got out of the car and looked into the window. I looked over my outfit briefly. Dark denim Juicy jeans with a yellow striped Hollister shirt with yellow polka dotted high top shoes from Payless. I put my oversized Hollister bag over my shoulder and patted on the hood. That told David he was good to go. I saw some students going into the building. I walked in to the main cafeteria. Britt was sitting there texting on her phone. She looked up at me. Immediately she ran from her table and gave me a big hug. I gave her one back.

"Oh my god Sar! Are you OK? Everyone saw it last night and they feel so bad for you!"

"I was afraid of that."

"Everyone is on your side! Including me of course! Now come on. We have bagels that are calling our name!"

We walked up to the breakfast buffet and got our usual. She got a blueberry bagel with extra cream cheese. I got a plain bagel with no cream cheese. I was on a diet shut up! So we sat down at our table right in the middle of the cafeteria. Cassy came in next and handed me a little bear that said 'Get Well!' Ashley walked in next with a bunch of chocolate. I tore into one of the bars right away. OK screw the diet. Christine and Lacy came in together, each with a voodoo doll in hand. I laughed and put it into my bag. Then the school day started. Just walking down the halls was different. Everyone was stopping me, telling me how sorry they were. My best guy friend Derek came up next to me.

"You know, me and the baseball team can kick Sam's ass."

"That would be great, but I'm sure my Dad will do that anyways."

"True! Man your Dad looked intense when that happened. Hey, I'm sorry by the way. This is from me and the guys."

He handed me this big card with all their signatures in it. It said 'We're ready to kick ass!!!' Typical Derek. I hugged him and thanked him for the card. We made our way to first hour. Mr. Hammery was about to close the door. Derek pushed it open again. Of course, Mr. Hammery didn't notice, so we just took our seats. He was talking about some English literature but I didn't focus. My mind was unfolding all the events of last night. He had the nerve to dump me on my biggest night ever. I swear, if my Dad didn't kill him I would of! The class ended with some essay due tomorrow. 2nd and 3rd hour were Algebra and Science. In Science I hung out with Britt and in Science I was with Jake, Mike and Fletcher. International Foods I talked with Missy, Drake, and Anthony. Plus everyone was talking to me the whole time. Then came lunch.

Me and Sam have the same lunch period. B lunch. I walked in with Britt by my side. Cassy and Ashley already had A lunch, Lacy and Christine both had D lunch. So we walked in linked by the arm. Our lunch table consisted of Mike, Andrew, Theresa, Colleen, and Derek. Britt and I got in line for lunch. It was supposed to be spaghetti and meatballs with some other stuff. But when I walked up there, the lunch lady put her hand to her heart.

"Oh honey! I saw it all last night! You poor baby. The ladies and I have a special lunch for you!"

What the special lunch, I had no idea. She reached under the buffet table. She took out a plate with a metal cover over it. She took the top off. There was…a Subway sandwich. Really not that special. But it was what I always get…which is freaky. 6-inch on wheat with turkey, cheese, a little bit of lettuce, pickles and oil. They also had a chocolate ship cookie and ice tea on it. I laughed. It was better then the lunch they offered.

"Thank's Mae."

"Anything dearie!"

I looked over at Britt, who was laughing from the salad bar. I stuck my tongue out at her. I walked over to her and threw some lettuce at her. We laughed and made our way to our table. And there he was. Sam was sitting barely 2 tables away from us. I froze in my spot. The whole cafeteria got quiet. Sam's friends looked up from their spots. They nudged Sam to take a look up. When Sam looked up, he looked pretty scared. Britt crept over to me and took my tray. I didn't want to do anything…at least just yet. You can't fight fire with fire. I took my tray back and walked by him. I stopped when I was right next to him. I turned around and smiled.

"Hi Sam."

"Ummm…are you mad?"

"Well…mad really isn't the word…"

I took Britt's spaghetti and put it on his head. Followed by my ice tea and Britt's milk. Sam stood up and looked at himself. His friends were cracking up. The cafeteria was still silent.

"More like furious you son of a bitch."

I walked to my table and took my place. Sam ran off to clean up. When he left, the cafeteria started to clap. Unfortunately, the principle saw the whole thing. What was worse, she didn't know why I did that. What's even worse? She didn't see what he did. Which meant she didn't order Wrestlemania. Which meant…I was screwed.

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I sat in the principles office waiting for her to call me in. The nurse sat at her desk treating some Asian with a fever. I sulked down in my chair. How could my principle not know? Everyone was talking about it. My principle stuck her hand out and motioned me to come in. I sighed and walked in. Her office was pretty dreary. Certificates of teaching degrees, a single window, and the walls were a dark green. I sat in the lone wicker chair across from her by her desk. She looked through a few papers, stopping to read a few. I sat there fumbling with my phone. Then Britt text me right before my principle would talk. She looked at me with her evil stare. I put my phone away and sat up straight.

"So. You think dumping food and drinks on one of the students is OK?"

"With the circumstances that were there yes it was."

"And just what were those circumstances?"

"Him dumping me in front of millions of people all over the world and on TV."

"Is this what I've heard all day?"

"Probably."

"Well I called your Dad. He's not here…"

"Uhh…duh!"

"…so we called someone else for you."

"Now who would that be?"

"Just wait and see Ms. Cena."

I sighed and looked out the lone window. It was sunny, but yet a little chilly. I looked back at my principle, who hadn't taken her eyes off me. Her phone rang, which broke her gaze. I quickly looked at the text that Britt sent me.

'You r legend! Evry1 is talking about it! How's the devils office?'

I laughed and answered back.

'No clue. Brb.'

I closed my phone the moment my principle hung up her phone. She sighed and looked at me. She smiled at me. Her teeth were yellow and disgusting. I don't think she brushes her teeth in the morning. Her breath always smells bad. I leaned back in my chair. I just wanted to get out.

"Your chaperone is outside the school waiting for you. I haven't thought of a punishment for you yet, but I will. Now leave my office."

I grabbed my bag and left. I looked at the nurse who was looking at her e-mail. So that's what they pay her for. I made my way toward the doors. Who could possibly come to get me? Then I saw a familiar car outside. No, it couldn't be. She wouldn't have the nerve. But yet, she did. There stood my own father, in his old car.

"My sweet Sarah. It's been so long."

"Yeah. So, why are you here?"

"To take you home sweetie."

"Which shelter are you at this time."

"You don't understand. My stock jumped. We have enough money now. You can come back."

Come back? After at least a year, maybe two, he expects me to jump right into his arms? I didn't want to leave. I loved my family I had now. I laughed and shook my head.

"You have got to be kidding me."

"We called your old house. They contacted your Dad to bring you back."

"Who said I'm coming back?"

"Why wouldn't you? We are your family."

"No. You were my family. I love where I am right now. To some extent. I'm not coming back anytime soon so you can call them back and tell them the deal is off."

"That's John's…"

"My Dad's decision."

My dad looked hurt. It must hurt him to hear his little girl call someone else dad when he was the one to watch me grow up. But it was the truth. It didn't matter if I volunteered. I saw my driver pull up behind my dad's car.

"That's for me."

"We'll get you back Sarah. We want you back."

"But I don't want you."

I walked past my dad into the limo. I was on my way to Chicago. I watched my dad watch the limo drive away. I wanted to jump out of the limo and apologize. But I didn't want to go back. My Dad wouldn't let that happen. Would he?