Still don't own anything.

A-

I walked nonchalantly with my pack of bullies around me, talking, discussing, whatever. I don't usually pay attention to their silly conversations. I took note of an unfamiliar boy and girl walking around, Trent broke from my formation to go fuck with the boy. I sighed. But I was pleasantly surprised when the chick punched him. I motioned for Tom to come closer.

"Keep me posted on info about those two." He nodded. I continued walking, kids stopped to stare, nerds got out of the way, Greasers watched me with horny eyes. I smiled, I had missed all of this. But of course, my bullies being the brotherly asshole they are glared at the Greasers, ALMOST starting a fight. I shushed them quiet and kept walking when an all too familiar voice sounded.

"Ahhhh Addy, my dear, how was your summer? Find some small animal to hurt?" I stopped in my tracks and turned on the heel of my ballet flats to face him, curls flying then falling perfectly around my face again.

"Oh Gary!" I clasped my hands in front of my chest together in mock-delight. "How I've missed your snarky attitude and rancid B.O. My summer was quite nice, thank you for asking. But I doubt it was as good as yours." I smiled and laughed a little, he did the same. "What with your parents probably itching to put you in an adoption home, or just anyway to get rid of you, I can honestly doubt that my summer went nearly as well as yours. Au revoir, dick face!" I smiled, then skipped off with my bullies snickering under their breath, Gary open-mouthed and seething behind me.

Telling off Gary was always the highlight of my days, he has tried to make civil conversation with me, sure, but I hated him. It was like you can feel some sort of aura around him, and from what I felt it was instinctive to be cold and hateful around him. I walked to the girl's dorm, all the guys went to their dorm since they weren't allowed in… But I'm pretty sure, if they were, they would follow me right into the dorm.

"U-G-L-Y YOU AIN'T GOT NO ALIBI YOU'RE UGLY!" Well, that caught my attention. I turned and walked to the far corner on the side of the dorm, sure enough there were some cheerleaders surrounding some poor victim. What was I to do but to crash this little party?

They were surrounding a nerd girl, I could tell by her green skirt, but she was a girl that had helped me pass Geometry last year. I frowned.

"Is there a problem here?" I crossed my arms, sure, I didn't look that frightening. I'm 5'2" for fuck's sake, but my cotton button up shirt had yet to get dirty and ripped like last year's, and my blue skirt wasn't patched yet. But the girls knew who I was, and even more importantly, they knew my reputation.

"Gosh, Addy, can't we have any fun?" A girl crossed her arms pouting. I frowned some more.

"Fuck off, she's cool." Well, that wasn't exactly true, but I was a good liar.

"And what are you going to do to stop us?" She said each word while poking my forehead due to her being a head taller than I was. That was enough to set me over the edge. I punched that bitch and knocked her out. Well, I may as well have dangled a piece of tuna in front of a group of hungry street-cats because the other girls were on me like shit on Gary's personality. Scratching and pulling here and there, oh my poor hair my scalp would definitely be sore after this was over. But I was holding my own punching and kicking here and there, and then a couple of the originally 5 girls were off of me. I looked and the new girl was holding her own against 2 others. She fought pretty well, and I about stopped to laugh when she spin-kicked one in the jaw. We made quick work of the rest and when it was over I stood up straighter and flattened my shirt and patted some dirt off of it.

"I'm Addeline. Addy for short." I said bluntly, holding out my fist.
"Nickole, but you can call me Nick." She touched her fist to mine.
BROFIST.

"Trent, bro! Addy got in a fight!" I sat up suddenly from my laying position on my uncomfortable bed, quickly stuffing my picture of her under my pillow. "Hey, chill man, she took care of it. Since you're so protective and all, I thought you should know. That's our tough little girl, beating up big girls…" Tom acted like her father, it made me sick. She was always so partial to him, I wanted her to smile at me the way she would smile and grin at him. Tom left, and I flopped back again, bringing out her picture from it's pillowy hideout. I had secretly taken this, how I was able to do it I will never know, she's usually aware of everything. But she was smiling in this, showing off her straight teeth, the light shining off of her hair. I had taken this in town after we egged some rich kid's house, we were running away laughing trying to avoid their eggy projectiles. I smiled softly at this memory. It was my job to protect her.

I was in love with Addeline Marie Petrich.

TITS.