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Chapter 7.

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Ashlee woke up quickly, rushing into the bathroom, and brushing her teeth for about ten minutes. I cannot believe he kissed me.

She stared into the mirror, and frowned, disgusted. "Gross. Totally gross."

"Ashley, you're going to be late, again!"

Ashlee sighed as her Mothers voice rang in her ears, "I'm coming, I'm coming...."

Quickly putting on her uniform, which consisted of a t shirt, a blazer, a bow, and a pleated skirt, she ran downstairs, skipping breakfast, and running out the door.

"See you guys later!" She called to her parents, though they probably didn't hear her.

"Crap. Late...Again. Splendid."

Ashlee looked up and saw a girl with short, black hair, and pale skin. She had dark brown, almost black eyes, and was hugging Tyson, who was laughing. "Oh Tyson, you're so funny!"

Ashlee studied them for a moment, and then Tyson broke from the girls embrace, and ran over to her. "Hey Ash!"

Ashlee stared at him, and sighed, "Hi Tyson."

"What's up!"

"I just got to school Tyson, really, nothing is up."

Ashlee walked to the entrance of the school.

"Oh, so um, about last night..."

Ashlee stopped walking, "Yeah, about last night, Tyson, why did you kiss me?"

Tyson's face turned red, "Why? Well, why do you think, I like you."

She frowned, "Uh huh. You showed no interest in liking me before, so why the big difference?"

Tyson shrugged, "It was also a thank you for the gift."

"Okay, great, a hug would have been fine. You still didn't answer my question."

Now Tyson looked mad, "Look, why is it such a big deal that I kissed you?"

"Because I didn't want you to! You can't just come up and kiss me like that! Yeah, okay, I said we were cool, but that doesn't mean you can go around sticking your tongue in my mouth!"

Tyson frowned, "You liked it Ashlee. You're just pissy because Kai isn't the one to kiss you like that."

Ashlee felt her vein twitch.

"What did you say?"

Tyson shrugged, and called, "Hey Kyoko, come here for a second."

What a brat! Ashlee thought furiously.

The girl with short black hair walked over, with a smile on her face, "What's up Tyson?"

Tyson pointed, "This is Ashlee."

Kykos smile disappeared, "Oh. So you're the hoe I've heard about."

Ashlee thought her eyes would pop out of her head, Hoe?!

"Wha?"

Tyson whistled, "Whoa, cat fight."

He laughed, and walked away, to the other guys who were standing around, and talking.

"Listen chick, Tyson's my boyfriend, okay? So, stop flirting with him, and if I find out that you did ANYTHING with him, I'll kick your ass, and make your life a living hell."

Ashlee was stunned, and she said nothing. The girl was inches from Ashlees face, and her eyes were full of hatred. "Bye."

She turned around, and walked quickly to Tyson.

The rest of the day wasn't any better; Kyoko would talk to a group of classmates, and once Ashlee walked past them, they'd glare in her direction, and whisper, "Slut. Hoe bag!"

Great. Now I'm a slut. Ashlee couldn't understand what that girl ment by, "So you're the hoe I've heard about."

Was Tyson calling her that behind her back?

She sat alone at lunch, even though Hilary had asked her to come sit with them. She needed time to think. Suddenly, a crumpled up peice of paper came flying at her empty table, into her lap.

"Uh...."

She looked up, hoping to see someone staring back, waiting for her to read it, but everyone's backs were turned to her, and the only people that stared, were the people giving her death's glare.

Ashlee shruddered, and opened up the paper. It told her to go to the bathroom, but it didn't say who it was from, or if it was even meant for her, because at the top of the note, it said, "ICHIGO."

Obviously, that wasn't Ashlee, but the note reminded her if she didn't go to the bathroom, then she wouldn't be allowed to go next class.

Reluctantly, Ashlee looked around, threw her lunch, and the note out, and walked to the bathroom, hoping no one would follow.

Ashlee jumped at the sound of a girl throwing up, and then, the stall door opened, and a girl with bleached hair walked out, wiping her mouth. Ashlee bit her lip, "Are you okay? I've got some mints, if it'll make the nausa go away."

She stared at Ashlee, and then spat, "The hell are you looking at hoe?!"

Okay... It's not like I asked if you were okay or anything. Bitch.

Ashlee sighed, figuring starting a fight with this girl would accomplish nothing, but she suddenly felt the nerve to slap the girl, when she whispered, "You're gonna get jumped today after school."

Everyone's saying that! I've heard all these rumors that I'm gonna get jumped!

Keep calm Ash, don't raise your voice, just conversate.

"What makes you say that?"

The girl took swished water in her mouth, spit it out, and then sighed, "Because the girl's here don't like you!"

"Everyone?"

"Look, we all know what you were doing last night at that barbaque.... Kyoko's not happy at all."

Ashlee almost laughed, "You mean that innocent kiss?! That was nothing, and Tyson's the one that kissed me! I even yelled at him for it earlier today."

The girl's brown eyes got big, and she murmured, "You kissed him too!"

Ashlee's stomache dropped, "Too?"

"Don't act innocent, and try and play dumb. We know you had you disgusting hands all over him yesterday. I can't believe you kissed him too, Kyoko'll be pissed."

Ashlee frowned, "I was not! I hung out with everyone that night, and I wasn't all over him!"

"Now you're going to lie? You're a hoe and a liar!"

Feeling helpless, Ashlee shook her head, and ran out of the bathroom.

The blonde girl watched her go, and then muttered, "You can come out now."

Kyoko walked out, a smile on her face. "I knew that would get her to spill what she really did!"

The blonde nodded, "You were right. She's such a slut!"

"I know. I'm always right about these things. Here's the fifty I promised."

The blonde girl took the money, and before leaving the bathroom, said, "You'd better kick her ass for messing around with your boyfriend. I know I would."

Kyokos smiled turned into a frown, "Yeah, I'm going to. Thanks for the help Nira."

At the end of the day, Ashlee got all of her books together quickly, and left the building.

Her mind was spinning. Am I really going to get jumped? Who was saying all those untrue stuff about me and Tyson? What am I gonna do?!

Suddenly, Kyoko stomped in front of Ashlee. Ashlee could feel her heart thudding in her chest.

"So, you kissed my boyfriend?"

"No. I didn't. He did."

Kyoko frowned, "Really? Because I heard it takes two people to kiss.."
Ashlee prattled on nervously, "Oh well, not in my book. Only takes one to plant a kiss on someone else. And that "one" would be Tyson. So, you should go talk to him!"

Shifting her weight to the other leg, Ashlee tried unsuccessfully to get away from Kyoko, whose coal black eyes bore holes in her head.

"Don't try to be a smart ass with me!" Kyokos hand was so fast; Ashlee had no time to react.

The loud slap echoed in Ashlees ear. Her eyes went wide; and her cheek stung. Felt like small, pin sized needles were boring into her skin. The adrenaline was coursing through her veins, and her palms stung. She wanted to strike Kyoko as hard as she could; but something held her back.

Then, Kyoko slapped her again. And again.

She was screaming, and cussing. The only Ashlee could do was take the blows. She felt numb all over. Fire now. A bright glowing red. A click in her head.

And Ashlees fist was crushing Kyokos nose into her skull.

Blood poured, and Kyokos hand moved swiftly from Ashlees face to her own. She crouched and muffled cries were heard from the crying girl.

Ashlee was vaugly aware that there was crowd of people. She certainly wasn't aware that Tyson was standing there, jaw open, eyes wide with shock. Or that Kai too, had witnessed the punch.

Ashlee ran from the scene, ignoring the looks others gave her, running away to the safety of her home. Where things were far less chaotic, and everything seemed to make sense.