Hey hey hey! Yours truly is back!

I'm a little upset I got less reviews for the last chapter but oh well!

I was in a good mood and I have severe writers block for my other story Tough,

OMG I JUST GOT AN IDEA FOR IT!

Sorry, it's just it's been a while since I've updated Tough, and I just got a really good idea!

Just because I'm in a good mood, this chapter will be longer.

And I really don't feel like doing my Spanish homework….

Warning, slight language; damn, Dammit, and 'go to Hell' just a warning for those of you out there who won't read that stuff. I usually don't put it, but I feel like it right now, because if you saw the man who cheated on you and they had the nerve to be cocky…

Disclaimer- after you say disclaimer, you know what's coming next, so I'm not even going to put it.

~Edit 1/29/12- Hey ya'll, again I'm editing this so it's not so shit-eating. It's the same plotline in the beginning but evolves into more after a while~

I let out a groan of frustration, smacking my head against the table. Zach had been in my office for no more than thirty seconds before I wanted take Bex's semi-automatic pistol she got for Christmas and blow someone's head off.

"Why are you so obnoxious?" He placed a hand over his heart and feigned hurt, making the most adorable pout I have ever seen on a guy, But, I have lived with Liz for years, I can resist any puppy-dog face known to man.

"I'm hurt, Gallagher girl. I was merely stating-"

"I don't care what you were stating, just shut the hell up." I cut him off, rubbing my temples in pain. He shot me a self-satisfied smirk, and gave me a once over.

"I love the new look, Gallagher girl, although it's not very fitting for a headmistress." He said, referring to the fact I hadn't changed out of my killer rebel clothes, although the purple streaks were gone. "It looks…..badass." Thankfully Chloe came in, I'm guessing ripping out someone's eyes and shoving them down their throat is frowned upon.

"Dinner." She said simply, giving me a knowing look. I glared at her and grabbed Zach by his crisp collar. My eyes were blazing and I had my signature I'm-Pissed look on my face.

"Any funny business and I swear that fat head will be up on my wall faster than you can say 'Gallagher,' got it?" He smirked again and nodded in comprehension. I let go and swiveled on my heel, thundering towards the great oak doors. I took a deep breath and opened them with a small fake smile on my face.

"Hello again ladies!" I called. "As all of you know, the junior class had a mission yesterday with the junior class of Blackthorne Academy. Headmaster Steve has agreed to let a few select students from Blackthorne come stay with us this semester." The doors opened and Dr. Steve and Zach were leading a group of about thirty Blackthorne students. 90% of the girls here expected something like this to happen so they weren't gaping like the first time they came in my sophomore year. It was a more calculating stare.

I pulled on my cover as Headmistress and gave Dr. Steve a warm smile like my mother would.

"Welcome back, Headmaster." He grinned boyishly and Zach smirked yet again.

"Oh this is just excellent! You are an excellent headmistress Miss. Morgan, you've certainly grown up." My cheeks heated up, and he just continued until I had to politely interrupt and lead the boys to their rooms. Once back in my dorm with Bex, Macey, and Liz, Bex looked a little too sure of herself.

"What did you do Bex?" I ask her, a little scared.

"Would it be a bad thing if I put bugs in all the guy's rooms?" I gaped at her, before jumping on her and beating her with her favorite pillow.

"Rebecca Marie Baxter how dare you!" She's having a laughing fit. "Why didn't you tell me?" I ask mischievously, all pretenses gone, my mask as headmistress thrown in the wind. Bex laughs again, and I smack her with the pillow again. I heard laughing and I turned around to Macey and Liz. I shot them a wicked grin before beating them with a pillow and Bex came behind me, and started nailing me in the head. I was too busy laughing and hitting Macey with a pillow to notice a knock on the door. I also didn't notice the silent click of a picked lock, nor did anyone notice the door swing open.

"Macey get back here!" I hollered as she laughed her ass of, scrambling away from my deadly weapon of choice. I heard a cough and my head whipped to the door. In the doorway stood two smirking boys, watching with their fullest attention. My eyes went to the monstrosity that was my best guy friend.

"Grant!" I squealed, launching myself into his arms. He spun me around like a brother, laughing at me. Grant went on a mission with me last year and we became extremely close, him being like another brother to me. He told me how much he liked Bex, so I wasn't surprised he always asked to be on the same missions with her.

"Cammie!" He made his voice go into a high falsetto fashion that made me smack him. He put me down and gave Bex a small soft smile he saved for a select few people.

"Hey Bex." She grinned widely at him.

"Hi Grant." Her accent was thicker than usual, meaning she was excited. I saw the person behind them and frowned.

"Zach." I stated flatly. He smirked before giving me a two fingered salute. I shot him a rude one finger gesture and he chuckled.

"Is that any way to treat your guest?" He asked, striding in the room, Grant following close behind. Zach had a light blush painted his tan face. I wouldn't have noticed this had I not been trained to notice things like this since I was three. I raised an eyebrow and he gave me a half-smirk half-smile kind of thing. I rolled my eyes and asked why Grant was here.

"I just came off a mission and wanted to visit my bro for the weekend but I come to find he's here. I was wondering if I had your permission to stay here considering me and Zach share an apartment and I am so not paying his half of the rent." He rambled with a glare at said bastard. Zach was busy scanning the room, and I prayed he didn't notice the Victoria's Secret bag thrown carelessly in the corner. He did because his smirk grew wider and he pouted at me.

"I can't believe you went to my favorite store and didn't get me anything." I gave him a death glare.

"I didn't know you were a fan of man thongs, did you Grant? Why don't you go pick one out for your boyfriend, I'm sure he'd love it." I hissed and he smirked even more.

"Alright that's enough get out of our room, yes Grant you can stay, Zach… go piss off." I shoved them out and slammed the door in their faces.

Eh, not my best work but oh well…

My mom is screaming at me to get off the computer, so I'll try later to update Tough,

So ….

Peace.

~She-who-shall-not-be-named~ (Not my screen name, but I thought it was cool.)

Edit 1/29/12-

Whacha think? Worse or better?