KC's POV

It's after school and Clare's waiting for her mom to pick her up. And I'm kind of staring at her.

I remember in that movie Hercules, when the Fates tried to cut the string but couldn't.

Yeah, I'm experiencing that problem with the voice again, for some reason the ballon came back.

"She's pretty, isn't she?" a voice said. I involuntarily nodded

"KC!" Jenna squealed.

Oh crap…

"So, you lied to me, you have been looking at her…"

Eli walked up to Clare and traced the back of her neck and she hit him and they ran away together.

I looked down.

"Yes, no, what was the question?"

"So, is that a maybe?" Jenna said dangerously.

"Maybe," I avoided the subject.

"You tell me the truth!" she demanded, poking my shoulder.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked.

"How you feel damn it," she stomped her foot.

"Well you won't like it." Her eyes bulged out of her head. Crap…

"Yeah well I can take it!" she said, strongly.

"No you can't!" I laughed.

"How do you know?" She was getting angrier…

"Because I just know you okay!"

"No, something's up," Jenna said suspiciously and low.

I was silent as the little voice tried to rip off the Clare balloon.

"That's it, you never talk to me, call me when you start talking!" she said and poked my shoulder, again.

I sat on the bench as she huffs away, and then a book falls to the floor. I pick it up. I didn't get to look at the title when I heard the voice with the edge, the voice… the little voice.

But I've never met her, so how could she be my voce…

"Hey, give it," a tough girl says. She reaches for it but I hold it above my head.

"Is that how you ask?" I teased her. She had her hoop earrings and her skinny jeans, tied together with a leather jacket, with an 'I love boys' tee shirt. She looked the part of a tough girl.

She bit her cheek and closed her eyes.

"It's my book, don't mess with me," she warned as she chewed her gum.

"Do you want it?" I asked.

"Yes…" she hissed. She squinted and looked up at me,

"Get it," I told her, smiling. She laughed menacingly.

"One way or another I'll get it, whether you like it or not." She said in the same breath.

"Wow, you seem confident,"

"Well, there is no me in loser,"

"Maybe there is in sore loser,"

Her eyes flashed up dangerously. "Give me the book,"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand,"

She looked like she wanted to give me the middle finger. "You don't want me to do this Sasquach; I'll die before I ask nicely for my own shit,"

"Sasquach…huh… then what are you?"

"Bianca…" she pulled me down by my neck and kissed me. "And don't you forget it," she said against my lips. Holy crap, what just happened!

"Don't you dare forget it," she reminded me as she pulled away and blew a bubble.

Somehow she managed to keep her gum in her mouth and she snatched the book.

"How could I?" I said.

"Bite me! Oh wait you'd like that, wouldn't you Sasquach!" she said back and punched my shoulder. Ow… she had an arm…

"Not as much as you would," I grinned.

I can tell she's never had a challenge like me before. "Go to hell,"

"Hey, only if your right behind me,"

"Drop dead, Sasquach,"

"You first,"

She started cursing in a different language. "You suck!"

I just laughed. Oh man… I haven't acted like this in awhile. It was fun.

At my locker the next day, Bianca walked up to me. "Keep getting under my skin, Sasquach, dig a little deeper, and you'll be dead within an hour. I swear on my grandma's grave that I'll get to swear on your grave after I'm done with you Sasquach."

I smirked. "I haven't said two words to you today…until now,"

She smiled, seductively. "Doesn't mean you still don't get under my skin…" She raised her eyebrows and slammed my locker door shut.

"I'll get you Sasquach," she warns me.

"You keep thinking that," She book-checked me as she left.

"Watch your back," she laughed, sticking her gum on my forehead.

Alli's POV

Jenna walked to my locker. "I hate KC and I hate Bianca Desousa!"

"Why?" I said.

"She kissed him yesterday and they were all flirty fighting by his locker,"

"She couldn't be…" I said. "She's been dating Drew for two weeks,"

"Well, I guess the people who told you that bowl of crap are huge liars, go ask him!" Jenna stalked away as the warning bell rang.