Jenni's pov:

"Damn it Liz! If you don't shut up, I'll-" before she could finish, I saw Nat's head was pressed against the table by Liz.

"Dear sister, you must always cause trouble everywhere we go", Liz said disapprovingly.

I didn't really pay attention to the two sisters bickering. Every time they fight either privately or publicly, my head would always be somewhere else. 'Like right now!' I smiled. Oh, I'm such an airhead. Oh well. My thoughts were on Nathaniel. 'sigh' He is soooooo cute! What with his blonde hair and golden like eyes. He even dresses orderly. Oh I bet he's smart. I wish I knew a way to get near him. Then we can become friends, and then boyfriend and girlfriend, and THEN... Oops. I thought way too far.

"Hey Jenni, mind giving us a hand?" I heard Iris ask.

"Oh! Okay!"

As usual, me, Megan and some interns would break them apart. Instead, it would be Megan and our good friend Iris.

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We finally pulled them together. "Finally!" I yelled in triumph. Liz was left with no real mess while Nat had her wig and clothes ruffled. It's amazing how we were able to keep them stable. Ha ha. That rhymes!

'Ring!' 'Ring!' 'Ring!'

"Great. Hell begins once again", Castiel said.

"Hey guys, what class do you have next?", asked Iris.

"Me and Nat have science class together", replied Liz.

"Aw crap! First boring history and now boring science! This day just gets better and better", Nat said sarcastically.

"What about you, Jenni?"

"Oh! Um, I have... I have math class next."

" 'gasp' Me too!" We both squealed like high school fan girls and hugged.

"Jenni, Iris, you guys should get a move on. Math is across campus", said Lys.

" 'gasp' You're right! Come on Jenni! We gotta run!", Iris yelled as she grabbed my wrist until we were out of the cafeteria.

Lysander's pov:

"Hey Megan, what class do you have?", I asked.

"Um... I have gym next."

"Oh great, I guess we're stuck with you then 'cause me and Lys have it too." Sometimes I think that Castiel doesn't know what he says until he speaks it.

"Oh! I'm sooooooooo sorry! I didn't mean to disgust Milord's good time with MY presence! Oh Lord Castiel, please pardon my person! I mean no offense to your BIG, FAT EGO!", Megan said as if she were in the medieval times. "Ha ha ha! Get used to it red head 'cause you might be seeing me for... hm... about... A WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR."

I saw Cas blush in embarrassment as we walked towards the separate locker rooms.

Castiel's pov:

Damn it, why does she do this to me?! HOW does she do this to me?! Somehow, MEGAN is freakin' gettin' into my head and it's irritating! All my thoughts were about Megan. Like, how she is the only girl that would stand up to me. Well, except for that girl, Nat. Sure she pisses me off, but Megan always stays on my mind.

'Okay, I have to keep my mind off. I could vent my anger during basketball today anyway', I thought as me and Lys got out of the locker in our P. E. uniforms.

"Alright class! Shut up and let me speak! Now, since I'll be here for a few months until I quit from this job, I'll be a little more harder on you than I usually am!" I heard a bunch of groaning because of what Mr. Roberts said, but I honestly didn't care. "Shut it! Today, we have a new student! Her name is Megan Smith and she's from Chicago so you better not give any freakin' attitude about her!" I swear, I don't think Mr. Roberts has been nice, ever! "Smith! Come on out!"

I waited for Megan to come out saying 'I hate Gym! It's so hard!' like every other girl here. Then suddenly, she came out of the girls' locker rooms in her uniform with a bored look on her face. What's weird is that I thought that she was cute. She had her hair pulled back in a high ponytail, leaving her bangs to frame her face. Her jacket was a unzipped from the top to show her black undershirt a bit. Her pants were just as regular as everyone else's, but her white supras looked brand new.

"Hey", she said while sticking her hands in her pockets.

"Hey! HEY! That's all you gotta say! When I was in the military, the chief didn't tolerate a response like hey! I have half a mind to-" before Mr. Roberts could finish, Megan walked over to him and pinched his ear down to her level.

"Listen Sargent Slaughter, I don't give two flying fucks about you or your G.I. Joke past, but I'm here to pass this class without you trying to weigh me down. So cut it out with the yelling and start teaching this class real discipline, SIR." Damn! If I were him, I'd be shitting bricks right now.

"Um... Ahem... Class", he cracked his voice a bit, "class... we will start with three laps inside the gym. I'll add another if any of you guys cut through it. If any of you finish first, you may either walk, get water, or play. Alright mag-, I mean, kids, start running!"

We immediately began to run through the gym with me in the lead. I looked behind myself to see that Lys was just jogging without breaking a sweat. Right when I finished my second lap, everyone was starting to get tired. It was the same as usual, but instead, someone was trailing close behind me. I couldn't see the dude because I was focused on finishing my last lap. I took one quick glance only to find myself in second place... by Megan! 'Since when can she run that fast!'

We were almost to the end until I yelled out to her. "Hey Megan, you don't have to lie about this being your last lap."

"Very funny red head. But maybe you haven't noticed but this was just an extra lap. I finished minutes ago, slowpoke."

That made me stop. This was just an extra lap? When did she pass by me? "Wait. If you already finished, why are you still running?" I was curious, I have to admit. I hadn't even realize that I've finished my laps until Megan stopped.

"Because I want to get my blood pumping when I play basketball later. Well, once these pansies run faster."

"You can play basketball?", I asked as we walked towards the water fountains.

"Just a bit in Chicago with some of my friends."

For a while, we've been having a normal conversation near the built-in bleachers. Megan actually seemed pretty nice.

"Hey, what shirt are you wearing?", she asked.

"You have to guess it. Here's a hint. It's my favorite band."

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's Winged Skull."

"You knew?"

"Yeah. Plus the skull's head showed off which was pretty obvious."

"So you like rock."

"Yeah but I don't listen to it all the time. It's not like it's some daily hobby."

"Oh well, if only you were here, 'cause there was a concert here a few days ago."

"Oh, so you wanted me", Megan said with a stupid smirk on her face.

"No! I just... well... um... look, there was a concert with this new rock band that I haven't heard of and I thought that they were cool."

"Hm, really? Who's the band?"

"It was a girl band called Halestorm." The second I told her the name, she stiffened. Something's weird about her and I have to know what.

"Uh, are you okay, Meg?"

"Oh um... ahem... of course I am! Oh look! Everybody's done! Looks like I'll beat you in basketball after all", Megan said nervously as she quickly ran from my sight. 'Okay, something's really up with her.'

I decided to think about her later. Right now, I'm just gonna kick her ass in basketball.