So, I'm sitting in homeroom with Nate. It's just like any other day, right? Uh, wrong. Very, very wrong. Instead of talking about our project like we should be doing, Nate's letting Angela flirt with him. In our fucking homeroom! And I'm right next to him. I mean, I can see what little cleavage she has from here. Not that I'm looking, I mean, but seriously.

"Nate, you're soo hawtt," she coos at him. I'm about to puke out my breakfast of bagels. "Younger men are so much sexier than your fucking older brother," she goes on. She runs her nails over his jaw before finally leaving him. I can tell that he's about to puke, just like me. Yay, best friends regurgitate together, right? That just sounded wrong..

"It's okay, man. We were both tortured," I say, trying to comfort him.

He shivers before replying, "She was trying to show me her cleavage. I mean, what cleavage?!"

He was right, Angela was more flat-chested than I was. "Why did I agree to go with her to Homecoming again?" he asks me.

"Eh, beats me. You never told me," I say.

"Oh, yeah," he mumbles. He never told me why, but I guess he'll tell me when he feels like it. I know for sure that he doesn't like her.

"She touched me. Ugh, gross," he goes on about Angela.

"Well, since you're her date to the dance, aren't you gonna be dancing with her?" I ask him.

"Whoa, I just totally forgot about that," he realizes.

"Uh, it's Homecoming DANCE. I mean, it's a tad bit obvious," I say.

"Oh, I was just thinking about other things when I gave her my answer," he tells me.

"What other things?" I ask him, curiosity getting the better of me.

"Oh, no, it's nothing," he defends himself. I'm guessing he wants to drop the subject.

"Okay then.." I say right as the bell rings.

I'm sitting as my squad, just minding my own business, when I look over and find Angela eyeing Shane. It's obvious that she's using Nate to make Shane jealous. What other reason could it possibly be. I mean, if she didn't like him, she'd probably use him for his fuckabilities. (A/N - Supposed to mean fucking abilities. I just totally made that up! Wait, it's not even that good.. Never mind.)

After role was taken, Mr. Wendler tells us that we would be rock climbing today. Well, everybody but the freshmen. Apparently, we weren't experienced with the equipment. Uh, we've been working with ropes, harnesses and helmets since sixth grade! What the fuck? I didn't feel like protesting, so while other people were getting ready to climb the walls, I had to pass inspection.

I had the harness on perfectly tight, and my helmet too, within three minutes. I told you guys that I was experienced with this! I let Mr. Wendler inspect me and he checks off my name and gives me the "OK" to go climb. I walk up to Shane and his friends and ask them, "So, who's climbing?" The two friends look at each other before telling me, "You are."

They're making me climb? Uh, okay. Shane's friends are working the rope, and he's just standing there. I hook myself to the rope before I start climbing up. To tell you the truth, rock climbing's pretty easy. Well, it depends on the people working the rope. And these guys were doing a terrible job at it. I wouldn't even be climbing up and they'd be pulling on it, and when I finally do go up, they don't pull it. What the fuck?

"Ahh!" I scream as they let go of the rope. "What the fuck are you guys doing?!" I yell down. The only thing holding me up are my hands, and they're slipping from the rocks. Damn my sweaty hands! "Hey, it's just a joke!" they yell back since I got pretty high up. "Get the rope tight!" I order them. If I fall to my death, I will sue them in the afterlife.

"You're not gonna get injured," they tell me. "And why the fuck not?!" I angrily ask them. I was about to fall off. "Because Shane's going to catch you!" they yell as I start to fall down. Instead of Shane catching me, I end up landing on one of the guys, but not before punching him in the face as I fell. I am so lucky that there's mats down here. The guy's nose was bleeding now.

"Brian, you okay?!" the other guy asks. "Fuck, Paul, she just fucking broke my nose!" he exclaims. "Jenny, are you okay?!" Shane asks me. That injured ankle of mine hurts again! I thought it'd be healed by now, but no, it hurts, again. AGAIN! "Argh, my fucking ankle. Your friends are fucking idiots!" I curse at him. Mr. Wendler gets up and asks us, "Okay, what the hell happened?!"

"Blame it all on them!" I tell him before barging out through the open doors to the front field. There was another class outside playing soccer. I already knew that Shane would follow me. He grabs my arm and turns me around to face him.

"Are you alright?" he asks again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My ankle's just being a bitch again," I tell him, calming down.

"Look, I'm seriously sorry about my friends. They put you in serious danger. I promise not to let it happen again," he says.

"Yeah, how can you make a promise like that? Knowing them, they'd probably do something else," I point out to him.

"Look, I don't know why they did that, okay?" he says, exasperated.

"Well, I don't know either! I'm just as mad as you, if not, more!" I yell.

"So, I wonder why they did it. I know that they think you're a cool girl," he says, thinking.

"You go and try to find that out or something while I go back inside and explain things to Mr. Wendler," I tell him before doing just that.

He totally believed me that bloodying up Brian's nose was a complete accident. He was at the nurse right now. Paul was in the principal's office getting questioned about the incident. I could tell already that this was going to be a long day.

XoLAGOHxO

People were staring at me as I sat down with Nate, Shane and Nicole at lunch. Everybody had heard about what happened in PE. People were staring at Angela, too. For whatever, I really don't know why. "So, why'd they do it?" I ask Shane. He got a really angry expression on his face before telling me, "Angela paid them to do it."

"WHAT?! SHE FUCKING DID WHAT?!" I shriek. Those who weren't already looking at me now had every ounce of their attention on me. I could feel hundreds of eyes on the table. I am so glad that she didn't have this lunch period. "Paul and Brian snitched on her. The guys are suspended for the rest of the week, and are banned from playing football for the rest of the season. Angela's punishment is undecided," Nate informs me.

I knew that Angela still likes Shane. I knew that she was using Nate. I knew that she was a completely stupid blonde bimbo, no offense you other blondes out there. I never knew that she could be this low. I could've broken my back! Other people could have been injured if I fell on them. This was unbelievably evil of her.

I couldn't help it, I start crying. Just bawling my eyes out. I never wanted anyone to hate me enough to do something like that. Sure, it was just a twenty-five foot fall, but it was so dangerous. Nicole gets up to try and comfort me but Shane beats her to the chase. Next thing I know, he's hugging me, running his hand soothingly over my hair, telling me, "It'll be alright."

"That was so low," I manage to mumble through my sobs. "I know, it'll be OK," he says, comforting me. I haven't cried in so long. And just because of Angela, I was showing so many people my weak side right now.

XoLAGOHxO

The people at the office wouldn't let me go home since Shane wasn't my guardian. They called my mom and she came. I asked her if I could stay with Shane. No, I practically begged her. Shane wanted me to stay at his house with him for that day. Since my mom wasn't his guardian either, the office had to call his mom. That took a bit of time since she's always so busy. After his mom gave them the OK, Shane was driving me to his house.

"Mom, I'm gonna work on that project with Nate. I'm so sorry for being away from the house so much lately. High school's busy," I tell her on Shane's iPhone. "Yeah, I'm alright. No, my ankle just hurts a bit. I'm fine. Love you, bye," I say before I hung up. "How you feeling now?" Shane asks me. "A lot better," I reassure him.

I print out the Geometry worksheets for me and Shane and we work on them together. The weird thing is, Shane's pretty smart. I guess he just never tries in school. We were done within twenty minutes. "Rock Band?" I suggest. "Oh, definitely," he replies. We play that until Nate and Jason arrive home right before three.

"Hey, you guys are early," I say to them as they barge into Shane's room. Nicole was with them, too. "Nate and Nicole wanted to check up on you. Well, I did too. Oh, and something about a project?" Jason says before leaving. "Nicole, I'm fine, don't worry. Go hang out with Jason," I tell her before saying bye to Shane and dragging Nate up to his room.

I turn on his MacBook Air and open up Safari and Power Point. "So, that History project," I say. "Yeah, do you need help?" he asks. "Nah, I'm just gonna do an outline of the report, then start the Power Point," I tell him. I was finished the outline for the report within five minutes and saved up the Power Point after thirty. "That should be enough work for today," I sigh as I shut off his laptop.

"Did I tell you that you got ripped off for your laptop yet?" I ask him, trying to be funny. He chuckles before answering, "Nope, I don't think you have. Would I really care if I got ripped off?" I laugh along with him. "No, I don't think you would since you're so rich." Seriously, the Grey family is totally loaded, though I already mentioned this.

"You know, my birthday's in three days," he points out.

"But didn't we already celebrate it?" I ask him.

"May I ask for just one more present?" he asks me, with a puppy dog pout.

Oh my God, he looks so adorable! "Uh, sure. What do you want?" I ask.

"Well, I'm gonna take Shane's idea and twist it around with me. Let's go rollerblading!"

I raise my eyebrows at him before asking, "Rollerblading? For your birthday? With me? Huh?" Wow, that was a lot of questions.

"Well, as friends, of course," he explains.

"Oh, sure thing then," I say as I spin around in his computer chair.

Wow, I'm starting to get dizzy. I get up from the chair and unsteadily walk to his bed and fall back on it. "Jenny, about today, are you sure you're fine?" I hear him ask me as he walks to his bed. "I was just overwhelmed with so much emotion. I guess that's why I cried. I haven't cried in so long. Don't worry, I'm fine now," I tell him, being absolutely honest.

"I fucking hate Brian and Paul so much," he seethes. "Don't hate them. It wasn't their fault," I try persuading him. "No, it was! They could've said no, but they caved in because of money!" he screams. "Please, Nate, don't freak out," I say, trying to calm him down. He punches the wall which leaves a gaping hole in it. He pulls his hand out, unclenching his fist. His knuckles are dripping in blood.

"Oh, my God! Nate!" I yell as I drag him to the connected bathroom. I run his hand under some lukewarm water, cleaning his hand. "I-I'm sorry for getting angry," he apologizes as I continue to wash his hand. "it's alright," I shakily tell him. That was so scary. I mean, Nate's a sweet guy, but.. The way he punched his wall, and how he left a hole in it.. It was just terrifying.

I'm still shaking as I put bandages over his cuts. They were only a few big ones. After I was finished, I say to him, "I'm gonna go ask Shane to drive me home now." He hugs me, apologizing again. I wave good-bye to him and leave his room. My fingers are trembling as I turn the knob on Shane's door. "Hey, can you drive me home?" I ask him.

I saw that he was watching some TV. He turns the television off before saying, "No problem." The entire drive's been silent so far. He pulls up to my house before asking me, "Why do you seem so scared?" Was it really that obvious? "Oh, it's just a bit cold," I lie through my teeth. It was still pretty warm, since it was technically summer.

He doesn't seem to buy my excuse but nods at me as I shut his door and walk up to my house. "Bye, Jenny!" he yells as he drives off. I whisper a silent, "Bye, Shane," as I unlock my door and walk inside. Nobody asks me about today at dinner. I guess mom explained everything to them.

Laying in bed right now is so different from laying in bed last night. I was happy last night. But now, I'm just simply scared. I'm sad because of what Angela did. Nate really scared me. How could things change so fast? I fall asleep with tears slowly creeping down my cheeks.

A/N - Wow, you guys didn't expect that coming, did you? Haha, neither did I! I just totally made that up on the spot. Like, I had no idea where the rock climbing was going, or why Brian and Paul did that. No Fauzul this chapter. It was solely dedicated to drama.

Review and tell me what you think. I know Nate seems too bad, and Shane seems too sweet, but I'll try and work things out in the end.

Oh yeah, if you can, review saying that Fauzul didn't sound retarded last chapter, cuz that's what he just said to me. I mean, I thought it was random and funny! Come on, it wasn't that bad, was it?