I don't have a beta. I don't have spell check or grammar check. I'm not the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree. That's why the grammar and Spelling probably bite it big time.

And... after seeing HSM3 for the second time I realized, Mrs. Evans is a blonde... but when I looked at pics of the actress she was brunette so... yeah, I realize that now.

The next morning Kiki went to her locker to find Larissa already there. Kiki sighed before walking over.

"Hey... Larissa." Kiki waited for her to move so she could open the locker.

"You hung up on me last night."

"No I didn't. I told you, I had another call." Kiki shrugged, spinning the lock and pulling the door open.

"Yeah right." Larissa rolled her eyes. "Who was it?"

"My brother Ryan. He's in college up at Julliard, I don't get to talk to him that often." Okay, Kiki knew it was wrong to lie about her brother, but it was only a half lie, she really didn't get to talk to him that often.

"Oh... well then, I was thinking at lunch, we could get Jax and Jessica to pour soup over the jock table. It's right under the upper platform, they're practially begging for it." Larissa grinned. That grin widened when Kiki laughed.

"That would be the funniest thing I'd ever seen." She admitted, picturing Jimmie and Donny, soaked with soup. She got her books and closed her locker. "I'll see you later." She nodded, heading to homeroom. She didn't even care that Jimmie and Donny were in the same homeroom, she just couldn't get the picture out of her head. She dropped her books and plopped into her seat, laughing when the pair walked into the room. They looked at her confused as she composed herself.

"Are you alright Miss Evans?" Ms. Darbus asked as she walked in the room. Kiki took a few deep breaths before nodding.

"Yeah I'm fine." She avoided looking at the two boys.

"What a freak." She heard the people behind her say. That sobered her up instantaniously.

At lunch Jax and Jessica didn't pour soup over the basketball players, however they did drop chips over the side, hurrying to straighten up before the guys looked up and saw them.

"Got Rocketman's head. It's all in his hair." Jessica confirmed. That sent Michelle and Larissa into giggles while Kiki sipped her was kind of glad she had made friends with these guys. They were kind of fun when they weren't part of her fanclub, that was more creepy than flattering. Jax went to drop another chip but frowned when he looked over the railing.

"They're gone."

"They're tired of having crap drop from the sky." Everyone at the table jumped as the Basketball team appeared next to them. "Which of you did it?" Jimmie asked. Jax and Jessica exchanged a look, but it was Kiki that stood up.

"I did." She ignored the fact that it was impossible, she was on the wrong side of the table to have done it, but they didn't care.

"Why were you throwing things at us?" Donny asked. Kiki shrugged.

"Cause it looked like fun." She answered. They glared at her.

"What happened to 'no hard feelings.'?" one of the guys asked.

"There aren't any. I didn't realize you were the ones that sat under there." Jimmie rolled his eyes and took a chip from her.

"Well now you know." They turned and headed away. Kiki rolled her eyes and counted. When she got to sixty she nodded at Jax and Jessica. They grinned at her before tossing the crumbs left in the bags over the side and they all jumped up and ran off, laughing as they ran. A few of the guys jumped up to chase after them, but they didn't get very far, deciding the 'nerds' weren't worth it.

"I love you guys." Kiki sighed as they ran up the stairs to the roof. She was the most in shape of them and by the time the got to the roof everyone else was huffing and puffing. Kiki, on the other hand was jumping up on the edge of one of the planter boxes.

"We knew you would." Michelle grinned as she caught her breath.

"You really need to start working out. This was not that far of a walk." Kiki commented.

"We ran. Besides, we just stuffed ourselves"

"And Rocket Man's hair." Larissa joked. They laughed and played around for a while until the bell rang, then they booked it down to class.

"Miss Evans you're late." Mr. Bolton said. Coach wasn't just Coach, he taught science.

"Sorry I was kind of lost. This school is incredibly huge." Kiki lied going to her seat. "You have crumbs in your hair." She muttered as she passed Jimmie. It was just bad luck that she had most of her classes with the egotistical jerk, but at that moment, the murderous look on his face made it totally worth it. She couldn't help but laugh as she sat down.

"Don't let it happen again." Mr. Bolton warned. Kiki nodded and pulled out her science notebook. She was in the middle of writing her notes when a piece of paper landed on her desk. She looked up at Mr. Bolton who hadn't noticed and carefully uncrumpled the paper. She smoothed it out and looked up at Mr. Bolton to make sure the noise hadn't gotten his attention, it handn't.

'r u comin 2 pratize tonite. 2 watch us hoties.

RM'

Jimmie was waiting for a reply, figuring he'd at least hear an angry growl. A minute later the paper, neatly folded, landed on his desk. She had corrected his part so it read,

'Are you coming to practice tonight? To watch us hotties?

Rocket Man'

But at the bottom she added,

'I might come, but not to watch the 'hotties'

Kiki

P.S. It disturbs me that you think of the others as hot.' Jimmie blushed and looked over his shoulder to glare at her. She smiled at him and blew a bubble with her green gum.

"Rocket Man, perhaps you can tell me the answer." Mr Bolton quirked an eyebrow. Jimmie turned back to the front and blinked, looking at the question on the board.

"I-I... umm..."

"Twelve." Someone whispered.

"Twelve?" Jimmie tried. Mr. Bolton frowned, but nodded.

"Very good." Jimmie looked back at Kiki, who had given him the answer.

"Thanks." He muttered.

"You're welcome." Kiki shrugged, still scribbling notes into her notebook.