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Somehow my good luck was increasing a lot lately. But this whole first day could not seem to go any slower.

J.J. happened to be in all my classes and gladly placed herself as my best friend after I told her that she would make a great best friend. Turns out that J.J. hasn't got any friends – besides me, of course. No one was ever nice to her and she didn't want to be part of the popular groups. She would rather face the world alone.

"So, who were those guys anyway?" I asked her curiously, but a drop of death addressed to the guys who would do this to her. I would punch them and kick them in the balls and stuff their faces in muddy puddles, and rip them from limb to limb and–

J.J. sighed hoping it wouldn't come to this, my horrifying thoughts skidding to a stop. "The blonde brothers? Iggy and Gazzy – that's their nicknames. Their real names are James and Zephyr Walker. Their brother is Nicholas Walker," she sighs dreamily.

"Who's Nicholas Walker?"

J.J. looks at me, suddenly remembering that I was the new girl and hadn't been here for years on end. It probably felt like that to her, because it certainly felt like that to me. "He's a player. Heard of the name Fang?"

"Oh. That dick. I'm gonna squish his butt flat in the ground if he tries to talk to me like that again," I say it with narrowed eyes, because once is really enough if you have someone like that retard talk to someone like me. "Fang. What kind of name is that?"

"Someone say my name?" A smirk in his voice. I can just hear it.

I slowly twist around on toes my eyes squished shut, lips sealed. My eyes open and I look at Fang through my eyelashes, trying to looking innocent.

He gazes at me, soon averting his eyes to J.J. grinning like an idiot. "New girl asking about me? I'm sure she tried to shoo me away this morning." He turns his gaze back to me, a light shining in his eyes.

My only answer was, "You wish."

"What do you think of me? Hot? Sexy? That you could fall for me any second now?"

"What I think of you? Well, hmmm, what do I think of you? For a start I think your name is stupid, that you're full of yourself, and that I could throw your little bony bum on the ground just like that anytime I wanted to." I flick my fingers to emphasize my point.

He raises his eyebrows. "Oh really?"

"Bring it on." I motion for him to step towards me. He does. Think that my luck is getting better? I think so.

"Look, I don't want to hit a girl, especially you and damage that pretty face of yours, and make a fool of yourself," he gestures towards the crowd that has started forming within the thirty seconds it took to start this, "so you can back out now if you would like."

My only answer is to stand there staring at him. He charges at me and I roundhouse kick him squarely in the chest. He falls flat on his back. I sit over him, my knees pinning his arms to the side, leaning right over so he can see my face and I can see the shock and humiliation on his. "Don't underestimate me."

I get up and walk away, leaving the whole crowd silent and in a daze at was probably the only time Nicholas Walker has lost a fight.

And it was against a girl.

I'm so sorry but this chappie is a little shorter but I promise the next chappie will be extra long! I swear on my Granny's grave it will be extra, extra long!