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Mistake Two

"Yeah she was totally all over him and he was loving it," Sylvia's best friend, Vicki Browne, told her. Sylvia popped her gum, getting angry. Who the hell did this chick think she was?

"That stupid bitch." Sylvia shook her head, painting over her thumbnail with purple nail polish. "I oughta teach her a lesson."

"Yeah. Beat the shit out of her tomorrow," Vicki suggested. Sylvia nodded and thought about how she was going to approach Sarah tomorrow.

Sarah stood in front of the mirror, clad in only her bra and underwear.

"Why can't I be more attractive?" She asked herself. She thought she was okay looking but not horribly ugly; not ugly enough to make guys grimace.

Her breast size was okay but she usually liked to hide them under wraps an clothes. Her brown hair was flat and boring. Her blue eyes, which she got from her mother, had no spark or life to them. Her lips were chapped and always set into a frown.

There was a knock at the door and she scrambled for her nightgown. When she had it on, she yelled, "Come in!" The door opened and Steve walked in, scratching his bare chest.

"What do you want?" Sarah asked, sitting on her bed.

"I sleep in this room too, you know." He snapped, walking over to his bed and sitting down. He took a deep breath before saying, "I don't want you to like Dally."

She was caught off guard. Why would Steve say something like this, and out of the blue? How did he know? "I don't like him."

"Don't bullshit me. I saw the way you looked at him," Steve argued.

"Well, why not?" She whined.

"He's bad for you. He causes trouble wherever he's at. And he has Sylvia. You don't need him and he doesn't need you."

"But_"

"End of discussion. Turn out the light and go to bed." He climbed under the covers and she sighed. She turned off the light and climbed into bed, thinking about Dally.

As Sarah walked down the hallway the next day, people noticed her. They were pointing and whispering about her. She caught fragments of their sentences.

"Slut..."

"...whore..."

"Would you tap that?"

She finally got to her locker and fluffed her hair. She put in her combination and opened her locker, only to have it slammed shut.

"Heard you were all over my boyfriend yesterday." Sarah looked over to find Sylvia.

"D-Dally? N-no I w-wasn't," Sarah stuttered and Sylvia laughed.

"Bullshit. I had a couple of witnesses," Sarah only stared at Sylvia like she was a deer in headlight. "Ain't so tough now, huh? Always so quiet. The quiet one's usually turn out to be the sluts."

There were some people gathering around them now, just waiting for Sylvia to throw the first punch.

"Just leave me alone. I didn't do anything." Before Sarah knew it, she was holding her cheek from Sylvia's stinging punch.

"Fight back, bitch!" Sylvia spat at her.

"Fight! Fight!" Everyone chanted. Sarah took a deep breath and lunged herself at Sylvia. They toppled to the ground, Sylvia banging her head on the floor. Sarah punched Sylvia twice, one across her jaw and the other near her eye, before Sylvia flipped them over and started beating Sarah to a pulp. Sarah reached up and grabbed a handful of blonde curls and yanked on them.

"Ow!" Sylvia cried and Sarah started clawing at Sylvia's face.

"Break it up!" Sylvia was pulled off of Sarah and someone picked Sarah up off the floor.

"You two, in my office!"

Sarah sat in the principals office sporting one or two bruises and an ice pack on her cheek. She flicked away the pieces of Sylvia's hair that was on her hand.

"How many punches you get in?" Steve asked.

"About two. Started clawing her face and yanking out hair." Sarah explained.

Steve smiled and said, "That's my girl." The principal cleared his throat and Steve muttered, "Sorry."

"Seeing how Sylvia has more bruises and cuts than you do, you are suspended for three days," the principal said in his monotone voice. Sarah wanted to tell him that it was unfair but Steve beat her to it.

"Bullshit! Sylvia came at her! She started the whole thing and you're going to suspend Sarah?"

"Fine. Four days. Talk back even more and it's going to be five days." Steve shut up and sat there, his leg bouncing up and down. "Now get out of my office."

Steve and Sarah both walking out of his office quickly. When they passed Sylvia, she said, "See you around, slut." And then she spit on her. Sarah took a deep breath and then jumped on Sylvia, punching and clawing her face. It was a minute or two before Steve pulled Sarah off of Sylvia. He was laughing as he dragged her out of the school.

"The bitch spit on me," Sarah was surprised at what had come out of her mouth.

"Take a deep breath. You're coming to work with me."

Sarah was in the bathroom of the DX Gas Station, debating whether to take off her bandages or not. Dally was out there right now and she wanted to impress him. She sighed heavily and took off her shirt, then her bandages, and put her shirt and sweater back on. She fluffed her hair before coming out of the bathroom and walking to the counter.

"Hey Dally," She said. He turned around and his eyes widened when they traveled down to her chest and back to her face. He smirked and she smiled, loving that he wasn't grimacing.

"Heard you beat the shit outta Sylvia," he said.

"You heard right."

Mistake Two: Fighting Back

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