Meg's pov:

It's been four months and the girls and I have really adjusted to this school. Liz and Lysander learned that they both have the same interests; reading and writing. Jenni became depressed for a while, after Kentin had been transferred to military school by his father, but was cheered up by her 'golden god' Nathaniel. And me and Castiel became pretty close these months. Even Nat, though she and Cas had been at each other's throats which gets pretty annoying once in a while. Oh, I forgot to mention that Prissie and her pathetic posse have been trying to make my life a living hell. Like I said, TRYING. She couldn't harm a fly with her pathetic pranks. One time, when she tried to spray paint my locker orange, Nat sneaked up on her and scared the filling in her. She was so scared that she accidently painted Nat's shirt orange. I can't describe how pissed she was! All I can say is, that Nat was angrier than the Hulk.

Speaking of Nat, the day Ken was leaving, Nat looked... sad. Hm, I don't think I should push her into telling me about that. Anyways, everything was just peaceful in English class until...

"Attention students, this week is very important because you will all need to study for upcoming tests before Spring Break. Alright, now everyone, prepare!", said Ms. Shermansky. A lot of tired moans filled the class.

"Quiet class! You are not allowed to speak during Ms. Shermansky's announcement, understood?", Mr. Miller responded.

. . .

Tests? Did she just say... tests?

"Meg? Are you okay?", asked Iris.

"What?! Tests?! You got to be kidding me!" Okay, I think I overexaggerrated a bit.

"Well what did you expect? It's already been three months", Kim said.

"Four months", Melody corrected.

"Four months", Kim repeated. Before I could reply, Mr Miller beat me to it.

"Megan, there is no yelling in the class. Now go sit outside and calm yourself." I huffed a little and started walking towards the door. The class snickered, but I was able to hear Amber's exceptionally loud giggle. I turned towards her, my back towards the door.

"What's so funny, 'Amber-dearest'?"

"Oh nothing. Just the fact that dumb dumb, that's you honey, is being such a dubass", she giggled.

"Hey idiot, I'm not going to the principal's office, just the hallway. Or your walnut brain, with little attention span, just couldn't process that much in that hollow head of yours. Oh, and if you hadn't remembered that you're the 'dumbass' who spray painted the toughest girl in school orange." The whole class was laughing so hard, that Mr. Miller couldn't control the class. Amber then tried to throw something at me, but I had already left the commotion-full classroom. I sat near the lockers with my hands in my navy blue letterman jacket. What I pulled out next was a small rubber ball. 'Hm, probably Jenni's.'

Sooner or later I heard footsteps from the staircase. Then, out came Castiel. I threw the ball at his head and yelled, "Hey Cassie!" Right when Castiel turned towards the yell, the ball bonked him on the forehead. The ball then landed in his head.

"Damn it Meg, stop calling me that. And why did you throw a ball at me?"

"Did it irritate you?"

"Um, yeah."

"Then that's why." He threw the ball at me, but instead I caught it with my hand.

"Ha, you're too slow!" Then he tackled me, which made me lie flat on my back. (A/N: Okay so she's sitting down, imagine how hard it was to tackle someone who's already on the floor.) "Woah man, if you're trying to get with a girl, tackling them won't get you anywhere. They'll just yell out rape. Like this; RA-", I was about to yell out until his hand covered my mouth.

"You're so stupid, you and your dirty blonde hair", then he paused, "why do you have black hair?"

" 'gasp' Oh I uh, my hair used to be black so uh", 'Damn it! I gotta think of something quick!', "...the boys in my neighborhood took me by surprise and bleached my hair!" 'Good job, Megan. I hope he believes that'

"Ha, you could easily take out Nat, yet you couldn't escape one itty bitty prank from a couple of neighborhood boys? Wow, guess guys are stronger." I flipped him over until I was straddling him. I grabbed his arms over his head and went close to his face.

"Well atleast I can take on some rock 'n' roll city boy, hm?", I smirked.

"Wow, Megan, I didn't think you'd like me this much", he joked. Well atleast I think he did. I blushed and quickly got off of the floor, patting myself off of any dust.

"Why would I like some redhead jackoff who thinks himself as a 'bad boy'", I turned my back so he wouldn't see the blush that still appeared on my cheeks.

"Ah, don't go breaking my heart! Ha, you know you like me. Why don't you just give up and admit it. Maybe by that, you can be my girlfriend."

"Ha! In your dreams, loverboy. As if I would ever-"

"If it's not true, then prove it."

"Huh? But how?"

"Easy, just kiss me wherever and say that you have no feelings for me. That's all, then I won't tease you about it."

"What?!"

"I'm waiting." Ugh! I wish I can smack the stupid smirk off of his face! Oh wait, I can. Nah, I'm not that violent.

"Uhhh... Well, I gotta go back to class now! See ya!" Before I could leave, I heard Castiel laugh at me.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, oh man, I wouldn't even think of dating you! Look, you're as flat as a cutting board and a body of a little girl. I wouldn't even hit that." Okay, this asshole is really starting to piss me off.

"Well for your information carrot top," (A/N: I couldn't think of any other redhead names, so if you remember, I already used carrot top) "I wouldn't think of dating a hotheaded biker wannabe so for your sake, I think that, compared to Ken, you barely have a muscle to show for. Heck, your as flabby as an overgrown ape. So if you think you can discriminate me about how I look to you, then you lost. It's not going to get to me my hardheaded friend; you lost and I won. Deal with it." After that, I continued to go back to my class. All I heard from him was a 'whatever'.

"Ah Megan, welcome back to class."

Later at Lunch

Castiel's pov:

"Ah so Meg slipped through your thick skull? Huh, makes sense because you're such a serious hard-ass." Fucking Nat...

"Ya well atleast I don't blow my own head off after being painted orange, punk-ass bitch! Your face just screams 'crybaby' everytime so you take it out on some pathetic groupies!"

"Talk all you want! Atleast my hair isn't dyed which explains how you have a lot of problems from the look of yours! Look at yourself! You look like a rejected, flat out wishing troll!

"You look like a bi-curious tomboy who just got nabbed by a hair stylist!" (A/N: btw, I have nothing against people who are bi-curious.)

"Fuck your shit!" Nat was about to lay a punch on me until Liz cut her off.

"Nat..." What the fuck?! Did she just... growl?

"Uh-oh", the Smith sisters said.

"Uh-oh? What do you mean, uh-oh?", I asked.

"Ahem, when Nat gets too out of control, Liz gets really really scary and before you know it, Nat will go begging on her knees for help", Jenni said.

"Either that or she'll hide behind either of us with her tail between her legs", Meg replied.

"But, she's not that scary, is she?", Iris asked.

"Are you kidding? Everytime this happens, Liz gets that demonic look in her eyes; just look." Meg pointed towards something that'll really get me into hiding. Liz's eyes looked like iced hell.

"Nat... What did I tell you about causing too much trouble in public?" Damn, she sounds like a demon!

"T-That y-you'll b-b-beat me in to a b-bloody p-pulp?", Nat stuttered.

"Yes, correct. But since we will have witnesses, I guess I'll have to..." Before we could all see, Liz put her in a half nelson. "... noogie you before the next class starts!"

"Ahhhhh! Damn it Liz, stop! This aint funny!"

"Who said that this was funny?!" Then she switch her fist with her elbow.

"Owwwwwww! Bitch stop!", Nat yelled through clenched teeth.

"I'll stop when I wanna stop!"

"Okay okay okay! I'm sorry for causing so much trouble! Now let me go!" Then she pulled her out of the half nelson and pushed her to the table.

"Good girl. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be waiting in the science room until it class officially starts." Liz walked away.

"Uhhhhh I'm gonna, you know, hang outside somewhere, ummm, whatever!" Then Nat ran off.

Jenni's pov:

"So sister, I heard that you got kicked out of class."

"That's true, Meg outbursted during announcements so she had to go outside and then Amber started insulting her which kind of backfired her." Oh crap! I forgot about testing!

"It serves her right for being an unwanted bitch."

"But Meg, I've also heard that you were making some noise with Castiel in the hall." 'sweatdrop'

"Jenni... Where did you here that from?"

"He he he, my um science class is sort of across from yours."

'Wow. I haven't even noticed that class was across from english.'

"So Meg, what have you been doing when you left class?", Iris asked.

"Nothing Iris, just talking."

"But sis, it was more than just talk. You guys were fooling around." She stopped for a moment. Wait, why does she have a goofy smile now? "Say, do you have a crushy-wushy with the school's bad boy?" What the hell?! I only blushed a bit but quickly got rid of it so those two wouldn't see.

"First of all, the only bad boy in this school is Nat. Second of all, we don't see eye to eye, so what makes you so sure that I would have a 'crushy wushy' on Sweet Amoris' own hot-tempered redhead?"

"Uhhh..."

"Exactly."

"Now hold on Meg! I know I'm not one to snoop around, but I guess it's up to Jenni and I to solve the case!" She and Jenni stood up and did a weird victory pose.

"So you guys will be inspector airheads?"

"Yes! Wait...", both said until they paused to think about it.

CASTIEL'S AND LYSANDER'S DISCUSSION!

Lysander's pov:

"So you hung out with Megan while she got kicked out of her english class?", I asked

"Uh-huh", he responded.

"So... what did you guys do in the hallways?"

"It's none of your damn business!", Cas exploded.

"Calm down Cas. I was just asking; no need to bite my head off", I joked.

" 'sigh' Nothing important. She threw a ball at me, I threw it back, I tackled her, I joked around, that's it. Well, we also fought at the last minute until she went back to her class."

"Hm, did you feel anything after Megan left?" I feel like his personal therapist.

"Well, um, guilt I guess. Why?", curiosity striked.

"As I suspected, you're in love her", I straight out spoked.