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Pinkman Home. Encino, California. The next day.

After breakfast, Jesse had decided to take another nap before heading home. After letting him doze for about 20 minutes, Aisha woke Jesse up and quickly snuck him out of her house before her parents could wake up and give her serious Hell for having a boy in her room. After Jesse got home, he went straight to his room in the basement and nodded off once his ass hit the bed. Luckily for Jesse, it was a Saturday; so he didn't have to worry about being late for school.

Unfortunately, his mom eventually came down and when she saw his face, she was livid. She had drug her son upstairs and along with her husband, chewed Jesse out for forty five straight minutes about how he was still being an embarrassment to the family. He was promptly grounded and sent back to his room.

A few hours into his unjust grounding, Jesse heard a knock at his window. He went over to open it and saw Sam crouching, with a guilty look all over her face.

"Sam, what are you doing here, yo?" Jesse asked, semi shocked to see the beautiful brunette. He saw that she looked like she was trying to say something but couldn't get the words out.

"I went to the front door, but your mom said you were grounded. I really needed to talk to you. Jesse…I-I'm sorry about last night." Sam spoke as she finally found her voice so as to offer up an awkward apology for the Cheeto pig incident of the previous evening. "Look I know what Yasmine did to Aisha was wrong and I know it." Sam continued with a slight stutter in her voice as she was barely able to make eye contact with him.

Jesse gave Sam a stern look as he climbed up to the window. To say that he was disappointed with her was an understatement for sure. But he still cared about Sam, so he let out a breath and decided to cut the bitch some slack.

"Look Sam, I don't get why that shit is funny, yo." Jesse replied as he looked into Sam's eyes as they were filled with sadness, but at the same time still captivating. "I mean I thought that Aisha told me you guys was BFF's once or something like that, so don't be saying this shit to me. It wasn't my face that was photoshopped into a pig and it wasn't me who's now the laughing stock of the entire fucking school." Jesse explained, hinting to Aisha since she was the one who had her night ruined by the bitch Yasmine being a bully, not him.

Sam looked down and gave a regretful sigh as she knew that Jesse was right. "I know, I've tried but after what happened Aisha and I aren't exactly on speaking terms." She said wistfully as she checked her phone. "I sent her a dozen texts, but she hasn't responded. I'm getting my own dose of humiliation, so that should make her feel a lot better." Sam suggested as Jesse pulls a confused look as if he was in the dark about whatever it was that Sam was referencing.

"The hell you talking about Sam?" He asked curiously as Sam looked like she wanted to shed a tear, but fought it back valiantly.

"You haven't heard...ever since I used you to make Kyler jealous, he's been harassing me online and off." She explained as Jesse got pissed at the diea if someone else falling victim to the parlor r of human excrement that was Kyler Park. "Last night, he kept trying to cop a feel on me. I managed to beat him off...but now he's getting back at me by spreading rumors to everyone that I literally…blew him, at the dance last night in front of his loser friends!" Sam exclaimed as she was both angrily and disgusted.

This managed to strike a nerve with Jesse as he was done with Kyler. That piece of shit made people's lives miserable and he clearly wasn't going to change; no matter how much people hoped he would. He needed to get his ass handed to him and very soon.

"Sam...I'm so sorry." Jesse said with a sigh as he took Sam's hand in his. "Kyler's bull shit has gone on for way too long. He's shitting on me, he's shitting on you, he's shitting on Miguel, he's shitting on Eli, and even though he's a baby bitch, he's shitting on Demetri. I ain't going to let Kyler keep getting away with this."

"What are you going to do Jesse?" Sam asked nervously as she squeezed his hand. "I don't want you to get in any trouble for me."

"It's not just for you Sam, it's for all of us! Shit heads like Kyler ain't going to stop, unless they're stopped!" Jesse exclaimed in anger as images of a broken and bleeding Kyler danced through his head. Jesse liked the idea of every punch and kick that Kyler had dishes out to him being returned 2 fold.

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