*Ally's POV*

What is with these losers that I call friends!? First, Claire and Tiffany don't come outside like they always do, so that was two less people saying how good I look today… and every other day. And then Logan, Danielle, Dylan, and Shane left! Now I only have four people to worship me! Not only did the number drop, but they didn't even say anything when I told them that my outfit was made by a French designer just for me, and it probably cost more than all of the populars outfits put together. And they call themselves friends, HA!

"Where did everyone go?" I asked, crossing my arms and glaring at the four remaining people. They exchanged worried looks, which only made me more suspicious.

"I'm not sure," Brittney said pulling grass out of the ground and making a little pile.

"Ew, Britt don't do that. It'll make your cheap manicure even worse," I scoffed. Brittney clenched her jaw and shot a look at Tammy and Quinn who were sitting side by side on the bleachers holding hands. I didn't get why Quinn was dating Tammy, he could do so much better… like me. All of the guys in our group could do better… with me, but they only seemed to think of me as a friend. This is the only reason I hang out with them. They're the only guys at this school who don't throw themselves at me. It's quite sad actually. Quinn's phone suddenly went off. He checked the text and looked at Tammy.

"Hey, why don't we go inside and look for the others?" she suggested. I rolled my eyes.

"Why should we go look for them, they ditched us and their obviously not worth the time or effort," I said.

"Fine then, stay here by yourself," Quinn said standing up and offering a hand to Tammy and the other to Brittney. They both looked at each other and smiled before taking his hands. I can't believe he would even suggest such a thing!

"I guess I'll do you guys a favor by coming along, but you owe me," I said. I swore I saw Liam roll his eyes as he got up from the ground. It couldn't have been at me though, so I must have imagined it. We walked across the field and into the school through the back door. We got to the end of one hallway and stopped short. Who else would we see but Claire, and she was talking to some loser! She ditched us for him!? Oh, she would so never hear the end of this!

"I am so going to confront her on this," I stated, marching over to the traitor and geek. I ignored the others protests and attempts to hold me back, just keeping my eye on the prey. Claire noticed me just as I grabbed the unknown loser's shoulder, spun him around to face me, and slapped him across the face. The guy's jaw stayed open as his hand flew to his cheek.

"Why the hell did you do that?" Claire gaped, grabbing the guy's face and turning it towards her so she could look at his red cheek.

"Why the hell would you ditch your friends for this random geek?" I questioned, crossing my arms. There was no way that she was getting out of this. Tammy, Brittney, Quinn, and Liam all ran up behind me. I thought they were going to back me up, but I was… I can't believe I'm going to say this… wrong!

*Brittney's POV*

As soon as Ally left our side I knew that she was going to do something to mess up our plan, but I never thought she would slap Chase! That was pushing it. We ran up behind Ally and I saw her smirk, like we were going to back her up on what she just did, please!

"You see, now you're going to learn that you can't just-" Ally was cut off by Tammy pushing her aside.

"Chase, are you okay?" she asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he drew his hand back only to find blood. Of course, she chose today to wear a ring!

"Chase, are you okay!?" a petite mousy brunette pushed her way through the growing crowd, which was when I realized that we had drawn one.

"Once again, I'm fine, but I have one question," he turned to Ally. "Why!?"

"Yeah, why?" Claire demanded, pressing a tissue to Chase's cheek. Where the heck did she get that!?

"I did it because you ditched me. Me, the greatest friend you, or anyone, could wish for! Not just that, but when we found you, you were talking to this geeky loser! He's a nobody, a hideous and stupid one at that, and you ditched me, the most popular and beautiful girl in town, for him," Ally scoffed. The girl that had rushed to Chase's side looked beyond pissed. Her jaw was clenched, eyes narrowed at Ally, and her hands were balled up in tight fists. I had a feeling I knew what was going to happen, and I was mentally praying that it would.

"How dare you!" the girl screeched, launching herself at Ally, who screamed and threw her arms over her face. Chase had kind of pushed Claire away and grabbed the mystery girl by her waist, pulling her away from Ally, but she was still struggling.

"Bree, calm down!" Chase yelled. He had to since the girl he had called Bree was throwing insults at Ally. This is beyond entertaining. I looked closer at Bree and then I realized that she was Chase's sister, Bree Davenport. Can't believe I didn't piece that together sooner. Ally looked pissed too, but now she wasn't mad at Chase and/or Claire, but at Bree. I'll admit, some of the things she was saying about her are pretty harsh, but unfortunately they were true. Most of them had to do with her opinion on what she had said about her brother, which she obviously didn't agree with. It looked like she was wrapping up her rant.

"And another thing-" she was cut off by Chase putting his hand firmly over her mouth.

"That's enough Bree!" he exclaimed. Ally recovered from the shock of being told off and smirked at Bree who was still being held back by Chase.

"Great, now I can say what I think about you," she said. On, this won't be good. Chase's eyes widened as he stared at Ally.

"Ally, let's just go," I said, tugging on her sleeve, but she just brushed me off. This girl has got some nerve!

"I hope you know that nobody in this school likes you. You're not pretty at all, you're clothes are stupid, and you're not very smart. Everybody thinks that you and your weird as hell family should just go back to where ever it is that you came from, because they all agree with me that you're just a waste of space at this school, especially us populars, who are the only people who really matter. So why don't you do us all a favor and-" the next thing anyone knew, Bree's hand collided with Ally's face. Chase had let her go when Ally had started her rant, but she didn't do anything until then. I looked at Chase, and it looked like he wanted to tear Ally limb from limb. One look at Bree and I swear it would break your heart. She was trying not to cry, but I could tell that the water works were just seconds away. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Bree looked around the huge crowd and ran through, pushing everybody out of her way.

"Thank goodness she's gone, now you," Ally pointed at Chase. "Have about three seconds to apologize." Oh, no she didn't.

"Excuse me," Chase growled. This was going downhill and fast.

"Well of course I expect an apology for what you just put me through." By the look on Chase's face, anyone could tell that he wasn't giving an apology to her anytime soon. But it almost looked like a light bulb turned on inside his head, and he smirked at Ally.

"You're right, you do deserve an apology," he said sweetly. This was gonna be good!

"Of course I'm right, I always am," Ally gloated. You could see it in Chase's eyes that he wanted to punch her in the face.

"So here it is… I'm sorry… that you are such a bratty, rude, selfish, self-absorbed, self-centered, arrogant witch," Chase said. Ally's face was hysterical, and I saw Tammy take a picture with her phone, probably to put on Facebook later. Ally opened her mouth, but Chase wasn't finished. "You think that everything revolves around you, well newsflash, it doesn't! What makes you think that you can treat people the way you do? People who you don't even know! And if my sister is so ugly then why has she gotten asked out twenty-three times within the two and a half months that we've been at this school!? Just because she doesn't dress like you, doesn't mean her clothes are stupid and I'm saying this, not only as her brother, but a guy in general, I'm thankful she doesn't," he gestured to Ally's provocative outfit. Golden four inch high heels, black mini skirt, and red halter top that should really be pulled up more. This was the type of thing that Ally wore every day, and I have no clue as to how her parents could let her out of the house like that. I wondered if Chase was going to mention what she said about his family, but all hopes of that vanished when he took a deep breath and his face, which had turned red from yelling, slightly paled, but he still looked mad. Ally looked plain shocked, and anyone could tell that that was the first time she had been told off like that. I was proud of Chase for standing up for his sister, and I must admit, it was quite attractive.

"You-I-I-y-I," that was all Ally could say, and I was hoping that it would last since, with grave nods from my friends, it was time.

Oddly enough it was Claire who stepped forward first. She usually kept quiet and waited, either until the crowds had gone or the rest of the populars went first. The bell rang, the sound echoing through the halls and cutting through the tension. People reluctantly left, but not after a quick glance at the rest of us by the lockers.

"Chase, I just wanted to make sure that this doesn't change anything. Are we still on for after school?" Claire asked cautiously, as if he would blow up on her if she spoke loudly. He seemed to snap out of the trance he was in and turned to face Claire, and looked at her like she had just fallen from the sky. Chase looked back at Ally, then Claire, then us, Claire, Ally, us, and back to Claire again.

"I don't think it's a good idea, you should just find someone else," Chase said, slowly backing up before turning and walking to his homeroom. Find someone else for what? I guess everyone was thinking the same thing as me because Quinn asked the exact same thing.

"Find someone else for what?" he asked, looking from the corner Chase had just disappeared from to Claire.

"He was going to tutor me and we planned our first session for today after school… AT HIS HOUSE!" Claire explained, clearly enunciating the location. We all made the same face and were probably thinking the same thing. Damn, damage control, curse Ally, more damage control, and dang she works fast. Quinn suddenly turned serious. Anyone could tell when he does because he pulls up his pants and holds them up while he lifts one leg up and then the other, so it kinda looked like he was doing a messed up dance.

"Yo, Chase wait up buddy," he called while waving his arms and sprinting through the hall where Chase had gone, even though his homeroom was in the other direction. With our informal leader gone, we turned to Tammy who was glaring at Ally who still hadn't moved. I looked around to make sure that nobody was still around, and I realized that Logan was there too. He must have followed Leo here and decided to stay and deal with Ally. Out of all of us populars, he was probably the one that hated Ally the most… no, actually that would be Dylan.

"I am going to ruin him," Ally hissed, her hands curling into fists at her sides. Her face was turning red. I looked at Claire and she looked offended, but she was looking at Logan for guideness, so I did too, but he stared at Tammy, who still hadn't taken her gaze off of Ally. Guess who we looked at next, or really, I should say glare.

"Ally, we need to talk to you," Tammy said through her clenched jaw. Yeah, she was really gonna get it now. She may have just messed up our entire plan when it seemed to be going perfectly.

"Okay look, I don't have the time to deal with your petty problems, and neither do you. I need you to all drop whatever useless thing you're doing and focus your undivided attention on me… as if it shouldn't be already," she scoffed. I rolled my eyes and glanced at Tammy who looked even madder. Tammy was opening her mouth to reply, but Mr. O'Neill, our history teacher, came around the corner and saw the five of us still standing there.

"Girls," he said, but then he saw Logan. "And Logan, what are you still doing out here? The bell rang already, you better hurry up and get to class." I was glad that it was Mr. O'Neill who found us and not another teacher, because anyone else would have totally chewed us out, but he was the nicest and coolest teacher at this school. At least in my opinion he was.

"We were just on our way Mr. O'Neill," Logan assured him. He grabbed mine and Claire's hands and started pulling us through the hall toward our shared homeroom. Before we got too far away, Claire grabbed Tammy's hand too so she wouldn't make a scene in front of a teacher, a scene which would most likely get her suspended. Ally ran in front of Logan making him stop which caused Claire and I to slam into him.

"Go to the bleachers outside for lunch and I'll tell you what to do there," Ally ordered in a low voice. Wow, this girl is so full of it! She ran off down a different hallway before any of us could tell her off. I didn't even have to look at the others to know that we weren't going outside for lunch.

*Quinn's POV*

"Yo, Chase wait up buddy," I called while racing after him. I waved my arms too, not only to get his attention but I think it makes me run faster. Ally really messed up this time. Claire was supposed to go to his house! It's a good thing I ran after Chase because if I stayed I would have really let Ally have it. I got to the end of the hallway and looked both ways, trying to find Chase. He was in the middle of the left hallway, so naturally I starting running that way, but in slow motion.

"Chase," I yelled, also in slow motion. He turned around in normal motion and stared at me like I just grew a second head. I took and running leap, and don't even bother asking why I thought I could do a running leap in slo mo, because I honestly don't know. But hey, it works in the movies! I ended up doing a face plant about ten feet behind where Chase had stopped walking… yeah I probably could have thought that out a little better.

"Are you okay?" Chase asked, running towards me. He helped me up and I rubbed my forehead. "Yeah, that's going to leave a mark."

"Great," I muttered, but I shook off the pain and focused on the bigger picture. "Look, I'm sorry about Ally, but I can assure you that none of us have never even thought of you or your family like that, especially your sister. I mean, personally, I think she's pretty hot… please don't tell Tammy I said that." Chase looked slightly disgusted by my calling his sister hot, and I could definitely relate. If I had heard some guy that I had just started talking to the day before call my older sister hot, it would weird me out too.

"It's okay, I've heard how… dreadful Ally is," he said, having to stop and think for the right word to describe her. Dreadful was putting it nicely.

"Yeah, and I promise that we won't let it go, there will be some major changes in our group," I assure him.

"Um… okay?" He still sounded uncertain, which wasn't good, so I decided to take an alternate route.

"Claire told us that you guys had a study date at your house after school, and she's pretty broken up that you called it off."

"I was just going to tutor her, I think she can find someone else pretty easily," he said, trying to sound casual but his face was turning slightly pink.

"Yeah, she probably could, but the thing is, she kinda had this crush on you and-" I was cut off a classroom door opening and Ms. Dackery poking her head out. Of course it would have to be Ms. Dackery, the only teacher in the entire school that doesn't like me. She frowned when she saw me.

"Quinn Lamington, why am I not surprised that it's you who's keeping my best student from class," she said distastefully. I fought the urge to roll my eyes and say something back, but Chase stepped up.

"Sorry Ms. Dackery, but I had a question about debate practise and it took a little longer than I thought," he said sheepishly. Good excuse.

"Well… that's what breaks are for, now hurry along Quinn or you'll miss homeroom altogether," you could tell that it pained her to say those words. I glanced at Chase.

"I'll think about it," he muttered before he walked into the classroom. Ms. Dackery gave me a look as she closed the door behind him. He'll think about it… all we could do is hope.