*Quinn's POV*

Thank god that's over with. Ally is officially an outsider. I knew that for sure when everyone gave us a standing ovation. Everyone that is, except for one table. Adam, Bree, and Chase Davenport, and Leo Dooley were the only people who didn't clap. Not only that but they left! I noticed that Dylan's eyes seemed to follow the Davenport girl as she left the cafeteria with her brothers. What the hell is going on with him? He checks girls out, he doesn't stare at them continuously!

"Hey man," I said, hitting him on the arm.

"What," he scowled, rubbing his arm. Oh please, I didn't even hit him that hard. I thought I was supposed to be the weak one in the group. Considering I'm the only one that's not on a sports team. Don't get me wrong, I'm still in shape, actually I'm in great physical condition.

"What's going on with your eyes attached to that Bree chick?" I asked, crossing my arms. I swore I was him frown when I called her that.

"Nothing's going on," he shrugged.

"Bullshit! You keep staring at her," I said.

"Isn't that what you told me to do?" He argued. Okay, he had a point with that, but I wasn't done with this just yet.

"I told you to watch her and see if you can find anything suspicious, bot constantly stare at her," I challenged.

"Fine, I'll be more subtle," he grumbled, standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm just gonna head to P.E early," he said, turning and walking out of the cafeteria. Okay, what the hell was going on with him? Heading to P.E early!? He never goes to class early, if anything he barely makes it on time!

"Hey, where'd Dylan go?" Claire asked, leaning her elbows on the table.

"He went to P.E early," I said. Yeah I was right, it sounded just as weird out loud as it did in my head. Possibly even weirder, and that was hard to do.

"I'm sorry what did you say?" Tammy asked, beginning to come into the conversation.

"There's something going on with Dylan, and I want to know what," I declared, staring at the door that Dylan had disappeared from.

*Dylan's POV*

Okay, what's going on with me? I thought I would love seeing Ally thrown out of the populars, but I actually felt really bad. I never feel bad for anyone! And then there's Bree. I couldn't help but watch her as it was all going down. She looked horrified at what was said about Ally. You would think that she would be happy considering that was the girl who told off her and her brother just this morning, but Bree wasn't that type of girl. Maybe that was why I liked her so much… did I really just think that. Psh, I don't like Bree. I shook my head of those thoughts as I pushed open the door of the boy's locker room. I inhaled without thinking and ended up coughing like crazy. Man, I think it smells worse in here every single day. Since they don't force us to shower after P.E most of the guys smell like B.O, and therefore the locker room smells like B.O. It wasn't a very pleasant scent. I mean, I don't shower after P.E, but at least I have the decency to put on some deodorant, unlike most other guys. I walked over to my locker with my sleeve against my nose and tried not to gag as I turned the dial on my lock. 17-23-8. Totally random numbers and very hard to remember! Well, it's hard for me to remember. I suck with numbers! My calculus teacher, Miss Collins, suggested that I get a tutor, but I don't want to waste my time with some nerd. But I just might have to if my grade keeps slipping, because then I'll get kicked off the football team, and I really didn't want that!

*Ally's POV*

I have never been so embarrassed or angry in my entire life! How could they say those things about me? And how could everyone laugh!? I knew the only the rest of the people laughed was because they were afraid that if they didn't the populars would have made their lives living hell. And I knew first hand that they would. You see, my life isn't as 'perfect' as I try to make it out to be. I'm not going to tell you about it though, cause I'm not the type of girl that gets all mushy and talks about her feelings. Anyway, as soon as I left the cafeteria I ran back outside and hid under the bleachers that were furthest away from the door. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I curled up in a ball and started crying. Mostly because of what Tammy had said, but also because I knew that they were right. I know I'm mean, I just can't help it. That's what comes naturally to me. I heard people talking and my sobbing was brought to an abrupt halt. I peeked through the space of the bleachers and saw a group of geeks walking past, chatting amongst themselves, acting like they didn't have a care in the world. All of a sudden it hit me. Literally, something hit me in the head.

"Adam!" I heard a male voice scolded. I turned and scowled when I saw the Davenport brothers standing at the edge of the bleachers, watching me.

"I'm sorry, it slipped," Adam insisted. I looked down and saw a sparkly pink pen lying on the ground. I've heard about Adam, and I would believe that it would be his pen. What I don't get is how he could have hit me in the head with it if it slipped. I pushed the thought out of my head and picked it up.

"Go away!" I yelled and threw it back at him. He caught it pretty easily, but neither of them moved a muscle. "What are you deaf? Leave me alone," I sniffled, fresh tears coming to my eyes. I thought I saw Chase's eyes soften, but I must have imagined that. I did insult him and his sister this morning. I didn't want to say that either, it just came pouring out of me.

"Um, are you okay?" he asked, taking a cautious step closer. My eyes widened. I can't even remember the last time someone had asked me if I was okay.

"Do I look okay?" I wiped my hand under my eye, hoping to get rid of most of the tears.

"No," he answered honestly. "But you look like you can use a friend." Okay, I really didn't expect that.

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