A couple of cheerleaders reassured the jock that the lights haven't been turned off and removed the bowl from his head.

The boy said brightly, "Hey! Why'd you do that? I was trying to eat the salad in there."

I can see that he isn't the smartest. AND, the boy was trying to eat what's left of MY salad. That's just unforgivable.

Ned commented, "That was the best thing to happen today."

I replied half heartedly, "Sure it was. However, now I'm without a lunch."

Moze offered, "You want some of my carrots?"

Shaking my head, I declined, "No, it's alright. I'll be fine."

My stomach grumbled loudly. Okay, I won't be fine.

"On second thought..."

Moze smirked when she handed me two handfuls of mini carrots.

"Thanks." I stated hesitantly.

Suddenly, three girls surrounded our lunch table. They were all wearing jean jackets, in my opinion, the girls looked...very obsessive. I shortly found out my theory to be right when their beady eyes were glued to Ned.

The 'leader' plopped down into the seat that Cookie and Loomer had once been in, "Lookin' cute today Ned!"

Ned rolled his eyes helplessly as he inched his chair away, probably thinking if he ignores them they'll go away. However, that didn't happen. The girl simply pulled Ned's back to her.

Moze shook her head as she got up and threw out her trash. The girl abruptly stopped staring at Ned and turned her attention to me. In that spilt second, her eyes turned from admiration to plain out hatred.

"Who the heck are you?"

I was startled by her aggressiveness.

"I'm Sadie...?"

The girl kept staring me down, "Sadie who?"

Ned interrupted, "Sadie, if I were you, I would run."

Why? Does this unfamiliar girl plan to physically harm me? I'll just hide behind Loomer when he isn't looking.

I shrugged, "Well, I'm me. So I'm going to stay."

The girl seemed to take my statement as a challenge, "Oh yeah? Well I'm Doris. I'd really appreciate if you NOT talk to Ned."

I heard Moze question herself, "Why is lunch always so chaotic?"

Doris snapped her head over to Moze, "I wouldn't be talking Mosely. Unless, you'll finally join the Ned fan club?"

Do I want to know?

Moze replied back quite heatedly, "No thanks."

"Alright...Now. Sadie."

Great. Back to me.

I questioned innocently, "What?"

Doris asked bluntly, "Do you like Ned?"

"No." I informed.

Over Doris's shoulder, I saw Loomer eavesdropping. His expression was indescribable.

Doris's smirked slightly, "That's too bad...if you did I'd let you join the crew. Where we talk, breath and follow Ned."

Ned's face flushed with embarrassment.

Doris looked over to Ned, "I gotta go! See you around Neddy!" She reached over trying to get a kiss, however Ned stumbled out of his chair.

Doris's friends stared at Ned hungrily before following Doris out of the lunch room.

I told Ned, "I feel bad for you."

"Everyone does..."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Taking another bite of a mini carrot, I started a conversation, "So... What's next period?"

Moze glanced at her schedule, "Elective."

Yay for music class!

Excusing myself from the table, I went over to the bits of salad that had fallen on the floor a few moments earlier. I have to bury the remains.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust when I picked of a piece that had a clump of dirt and hair on it. Whose hair it is, I don't want to know.

"I'll take it."

Looking up, I saw Loomer standing over me. That's right, he hasn't apologized yet.

I raised my eyebrows, "Be my guest."

Handing the infested piece of salad to Loomer, my eyes widened in surprise when he didn't seem bothered by the substances on it. That's probably not the most puke worthy thing he seen before.

Crumbling up the piece of lettuce, Loomer apologized, "I didn't mean to destroy your lunch.. I wanted to get Bigby."

"Ned." I corrected.

Loomer stammered, "Yeah, whatever."

The bell rung for the end of lunch. Loomer seemed disappointed however he bid his silent goodbye and went off to Buzz and Crony.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Coconut Head asked me on the bus, "How was your day?"

Let's see, another weasel attack, Missy offering a spot in her 'group', my salad exploding, meeting Ned's fan club and picking up dirty lettuce off the floor.

I smiled at him, "It was great."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Closing the door quietly behind me, I tried to escape up the stairs. However this happened:

"Sadie! Wait up."

Aw man.

"Yes mom?"

Mom appeared from the dining room, holding a hot pink paper in her hand.

She said, "Did you know your school is hosting some kind of bowling party this friday?"

I answered, "No.."

I can see where this is going.

Mom stated, "I want you to go."

This is where I complain and stomp my feet until mom finally gives into my demand.

"But-mo--"

Mom shook her head, "You'll have a great time. A chance to make more friends!"

Okay, that's unfair. She didn't give me time to childishly stomp my feet over and over again. I have a good amount of friends at Polk, thank you very much.

I protested weakly, "I DO have friends."

Mom started to get annoyed, "Like I said, you'll get MORE friends."

I doubt that. I can't bowl for my life so I'll probably be sitting somewhere drinking some soda. Alone. No new friendship making in sight.

No matter how many times I tried to rephrase my reasons, Mom would just sneakily work her way around it. Don't you hate when parents do that?

"Sadie, you're going that's final."

Dad's head poked out from the living room, "I think it's a good idea too!"

They're ganging up on me. Just let me go get Bruno so the war will be fair.

Who am I kidding. I have no choice.

"Fine."

Mom smiled, "Good! You'll love it! I promise!"

Usually when my mother promises I'll like/love something, it always turns out to be the quite opposite.

A/N: More soon!