Still don't own anything, still looking for Beta.

Chapter 2- where all hell breaks loose.
And Heather is being over dramatic.
I'm not!
Yes you are.
Story? Please?
Fine.

The first thing that Heather noted while entering first class was the silent.
The second was the fact that Gwen tried, and failed, to stop her nose from bleeding.
The third was the fact that Courtney had blood on her fists.
"Really?" she asked, looking on her teammates. "I was out for ten minutes and you started a fight? If someone punches Ash-"She cut herself in a look from Cody, warning her from continuing. "You promised." He said silently.
"Gwen," She fixed her self and kept going. "I want to be around to see it."
"Sorry, but you left you lose." Courtney said, looking really interested in anything that wasn't Gwen.
"Very funny." Heather said, sarcastically. "But if we want to be able to make the guys lose, we need to work as a team." She looked around, watching her four teammates.
"We're doomed." She finished, falling on a chair theatrically.
"That's what she said." Gwen said automatically, high fiving Cody.
"Shut up, Goth girl." Heather said, rolling her eyes. By this time, the duels between them seemed… automatic? Lifeless, maybe? She defiantly didn't hate the girl as she claimed. Not anymore. But she won't tell it to anyone- Cody would laugh on her, for like, forever. (Mostly on the idea that she was faking the hate) And not to talk about her friends.
I think you meant crowd, Ms Queen Bee.
I defiantly didn't.
Really? With how many of them do you talk these days?
Not him, not her, defiantly not that one. Zero. Maybe you are right.
I haven't finished yet. With how many people from the show did you talk in the last few hours?
Eight. Including you.
I won that round.
You did.
Guys? Seriously?
Sorry, kiddo.

Cody knew that everything was going to blow apart soon, but for now, he really didn't care. He was sitting next to Gwen, Laughing in her jokes.
"How long do you think that she is going to take it?" a familiar voice asked. That wasn't Heather. Not really. This voice was a memory of a conversion he tried to forget. "How long do you think she will want her little puppy, sitting next to her legs, just begging to be kicked?"
"You are the only one that will kick a puppy, Heather." He responded then, completely missing the point.
"Maybe." She answered. "But she defiantly doesn't want you, lover boy, and maybe it's time that you'll figure it out. She rejected you once, why wouldn't she do it twice? You are looking so pathetic; just want her to give you some of the attention she gave to Trent, or even Duncan." Even though he tried to deny it, he knew that Gwen didn't love him that way. That she might never will. But Duncan? From all people, Duncan was her choice- The boy who bullied Harold. The boy that had a girlfriend. That wasn't fair! Why Duncan, which defiantly was an awful person, in anything that counts, was able to get two different girls to love him, while he had an Evil Stepsister and a mother who didn't gave shit on him as the only girls in his life?
Courtney's voice cut his thoughts. "Heather, what are you doing?"
What Heather did was singing. And that song… Was she trying to make Courtney explode?
"He was a boy, she was a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet
What more can I say?

He wanted her, she'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends, stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes

He was a skater boy, she said, "See ya later boy"
He was not good enough for her, she had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth

Five years from now, she sits at home
Feeding the baby, she's all alone
She turns on TV, guess who she sees
Skater boy rocking up MTV

She calls up her friends, they already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along, stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down

He was a skater boy, she said "See ya later boy"
He wasn't good enough for her, now he's a superstar
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

He was a skater boy, she said "See ya later boy"
He wasn't good enough for her, now he's a superstar
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry girl, but you missed out
Well, tough luck, that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends"
Heather finished, making both Courtney and Gwen look like someone punched them.
"You didn't finish." He mentioned. "There are few more lines."
"Yeah, but I got tired." She said lazily. "And I think it transferred my point pretty well."
"That was cruel, even to you." Sierra said, talking for the first time in a while. Looking on her, he could see her going through his backpack. He was so glad he asked Heather to store some of his things at her bag.
"Whatever." Heather said, shutting her mouth.
"Thank goodness." Gwen said after a few minutes of silent, lying back in her chair. "We managed to make Heather be quiet. I think it deserve an award."
And with those words, team Amazon fell into silent. Well, until the next morning, when Chris decided to wake them up with an announcement that they reached Australia.

Heather decided really fast she hate Australia.
Her emu was stinking, her butt hurt, and Courtney was trying to lose on purpose.
Not to mention that she was flirting with Alejandro, that was disgusting.
"Someone is moody." Cody said from behind her.
She jumped a bit, but didn't turn around. "What do you want?" She asked.
"What, I can't ask how are you doing?"
"Not know, Cody." She answered. "Really not in the mode for this."
Turning around, she could see his blue eyes staring on her, freezing.
"Then I'll just go." He said in a voice that was deader then anything else. He kicked his emu, getting ahead of her.
She could see him trying to change his position to look…. Bigger? Stronger? Braver?
Oh, crap. She was such an idiot. How could she forget? How could she forget that because of what happened in the island, because of what she did, her brother was terrified from being alone?
She opened her mouth to call him, but Cody was already out of sight.

So, how is the title connected to anything?
Look who cut US now. And it's because you're mother thinks that fight in the end was really bad.
Am I wrong?
Not, but the title is still over dramatic.
Lalala, I can't hear you and I can't hear you!
Jerk.
Bitch.

References of the chapter:

Not much today: The song is skater boy, by Avril Lavigne.
The Jerk, Bitch conversation is from supernatural, where that is how Sam and Dean call each other a lot of the time.