The bell rang and I grabbed my book bag.

"Later guys," I said before rushing to homeroom.

Tyler jogged after me and wrapped his arm around me.

He kissed my head as we walked down the hallway.

Once we turned the corner I broke away from him and whipped my mouth.

"Did you really have to kiss me?"

"I never back down from a challenge," he smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "Later boyfriend,"

He smiled and kissed my cheek.

I walked into my homeroom and sat at my desk.

I stared at the clock and hoped that twenty minutes well fly by.

"So, did you ask him out yet?"

"No, not yet, he's still sad about that break up," Anna said.

Her friend, Riana, rolled her eyes. "I still don't get what he saw in her," she said sending me a nasty look.

I balled my fist and ignored her.

"Me neither. I'm so much prettier than her and I'm not a complete bitch,"

One more insult and I will beat the shit out of her.

"She's probably thinks she's so hot now that she's dating Tyler Stone,"

"She dresses like a shank now," Anna said looking over at me.

That's it!

"You know, when you talk shit about someone it would help to not look at them," I snapped.

The two girls just glared at me. "What are you going to do?" Riana challenged.

"Dare to find out?" I asked standing up.

Anna walked closer to me. We were inches away glaring at each other.

Everyone seemed to stop and stare.

"Girls, take a seat," the homeroom teacher said.

Riana back down and so did Anna.

I smirked and sat back down in my seat.

Anna and Riana were still whispering and looking at me.

The bell rang and I quickly followed them out of the room.

"I told you to stop talking about me," and before Anna could give me a smartass comment I punched her.

I continued to punch the shit out her as a crowd formed.

Arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me away.

"Let me at her!" I said trying to escape his strong grip on me.

He led me out of the crowd and to an empty class room.

"Let me go,"

"Ryan," Tyler said. "What the hell?"

"She was talking shit about me,"

He rolled his eyes. "You're always looking for a fight,"

"Don't mess with the bull if you can't handle the horns,"

He sighed. "Are you okay?"

"You're asking the wrong person that,"

He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me. "Yeah, I figured,".

As I walked into my first period class I was called down to the office.

Great...

I walked into the office and into the principal's office.

Dr. Clark.

"Hello, Ryan, sit," she said.

I sat down in front of her and she put away my file.

She folded her hands together. "You're one heck of a character,"

"Thanks,"

"You should be well aware of the school rules, yes? No fighting was one of them,"

"She started it,"

"I don't care, it's a rule. I know all about you, Ryan Allen, and I will not tolerate your disobedience. To make sure you understand that you'll have two weeks of detention."

"Two weeks?"

"Three?"

"Three?"

"Keep talking and you're looking at six,"

I sat back down in my chair, not remembering standing up.

"Smart girl,"

"This is totally unfair,"

"You talking back is not helping,"

"They started it, I told them to back off of me. They shouldn't mess with the bull is they can't handle the horns,"

"You should be applying that now,"

"I'm not afraid of you,"

"You should be. Eight weeks of detention everyday including Saturdays. I'll see you at three o'clock today in room 101,"

I grabbed the slip and stormed out of her office.

"Get laid!" I yelled before walking back to my first period class.

This sucks.