After a speech of threats and rules, Mrs. Hamilton was finally able to restart class. What we mostly learned from her speech? Only teachers can make fun of kids. I glance over at Asher, who's blush has finally died down, and the new kid who sits in front of us. I'm not going to lie, his one attractive boy. Maybe I can take dibs on him, Asher said she wasn't interested right. No, my friend needs a boyfriend and I already have one. He's Asher's or whoever makes a move before her. The last one probably being the person he ends up with. Asher's faithful to this whole "no boyfriend" rule.

Our tables are situated different than most class rooms. Instead of having it row by row, we have square of desks everywhere. Two one one side, and two facing them on the opposite side. So it's Asher and I, with the new kid I front of us, considering no one else would dare sit or been seen with us." Hi my name's Hana, and you must be...." I prod while reaching my hand out to him.

He glances at my hand before lightly shaking it and says," Xavier."

I smile and glance at Asher, who's furiously writing down all the notes Mts.Hamilton has left us with. What most people don't know is Mrs. Hamilton is Asher's cousin, but Asher and her both like to keep it a secret. Asher doesn't like the attention, and Mrs. Hamilton doesn't won't to be accused of having favorited simply because they're kin." I already knew that, but I didn't want to sound creepy. Xavier Samuels right?"

He pauses and Asher makes an inhuman noise, letting me know she was listening to our conversation. I smirk over at her and say," It's not nice to laugh at the new kids."

"I wasn't. I was laughing at you and your crazy obsession." She says, the laughter still in her voice and I squint my eyes.

"Obsession?" I hear him prod and I roll my eyes at her before and answering," No, it's not an obsession. I just simply like to know everything that's going on at all times, and maybe have to know all the rumors that go around at school. The ones from the teachers included."

Right..... Not an obsession. And sadly ,I'm the one that has to hear it all. Speaking of which, I thought you said their was going to be a fight?"

I squint to myself and play back everything from that rumor." I did didn't I?"

I try to recollect the time but nothing comes to." Well have to dig up for the location and time during lunch. Maybe I should search to see if it's going on right now...." I begin to get up but Asher pulls me right back down." What? We're not going to miss this fight. It's the Battle Between The J's."

"Yes, and they wouldn't be having it in the middle of class. No on would see it that way and we both know they're just having this fight to see who's the Leader of this school right now. So they'll most likely have it during a free period, lunch, or at the end of school."

"Why are you so excited about a simple fight?"

We both look at him incredulous, but finally I talk out of us two." Three reasons. One, it's a fight. Nothing gets people more excited than violence. Two, we're bored. Nothing happens at this school. Literally the most exciting thing that happened to us last week was someone ended up barfing everywhere in the cafeteria. And three, the double J's are some of the best fighters at our school. Meaning it's going to be a good one, not a sucky one where you know who's going to win before it even starts."

He stays still, and begins to glance at the board almost as if the mention of a fight isn't effecting him. I stare at his hair and how it's messily put back into a style that's slowly becoming popular at this school. It's actually attractive, the messy look. But only in guys. Which is weird. Why can't girls have a signature messy look that people find attractive? And don't say the messy bun because no guy has ever looked at a girl and thought, Damn that's a sexy bun. Well I say he has but it wasn't the kind on her head, or on his plate at Olive Garden. I poke Asher on her side and whisper," Tag you're it."

She smiles as she finishes the last of the notes and pokes me back." Sacrifice." Before you get the wrong impression, no we are not devil worshippers. It's just a game we've played since we were younger. It's like tag but instead of saying your it, we say sacrifice.

"That's not nice." I say and poke her again. Almost automatically we begin a quiet game of poking each other, at random giggling when we get poked in our ticklish spots." Okay, okay. I surrender." I say out of breath and lay me head on her shoulder." You win."

She smirks before throwing me off her, and smiles to herself as she closed her notebook." I am the undefeated poker. And hopefully no one takes that pervertedly."

I snort back a laugh and turn to see Xavier looking at the board with an eyebrow raised. But one glance at his paper tells me his wrote down everything already, and he's definitely heard what Asher has said." I'm pretty sure you were the only one." I tease her and she just rolls her eyes before we start poking at each other again.

"Girls. Since you're clearly done with your work. Will you three go run an errand for me?" We all look up at Mrs. Hamilton as she squats behind Asher and I. I nod and Asher and I stand up, Xavier soon following behind.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"I'm needing some tests copied. Forty of these." She hands me the stack." Thirty of these." She hands that stack to Xavier." And eighty of these." She hands that stack to Asher."Take however long you want. I'll tell your next period teacher that your helping me." I grab my bag, and Asher does the same. Her bag is usually different every week, and this one is hilarious. I like Big Books And I Can Not Lie.

I'm an okay height, "5'5", but I look like a midget compared to Asher who comes to a total of five feet and eleven inches. I'd give it a month before she makes it to six foot, especially considering how she's been going through growths spurts left and right. It's not really common for a girl to be tall at our school, or really anywhere. I go to stand beside Xavier, as Asher puts all her books into her bags and comes to us. She's usually as tall as most guys we hang out with, but not this time. Her head barely even makes it to his shoulder. I smile when I notice it's a perfect fit." How tall are you Xavier?"

"Six foot five. Why?"

I can't help but notice how deep his voice is. If he didn't have those glasses and cardigan on, he could pass for a bad boy." Oh, nothing. It's just it's very rare to see someone taller than Asher."

Something flashes behind his eyes before he asks," Who's Asher? Is he one of your friends?"

Asher colors slightly, as she usually does in these situation, and freezes a little. She doesn't really like her name because how it's a boys but I personally think it's cool. "Asher is a girl. Who coincidentally is standing right beside you."

He glances over at Asher, who's cheeks are still pink and is looking at everything but us. "Oh." Is all be says and takes in her height. I wince a little as I realize the first time he's fully seeing her is with that outfit on. What girl wears suspenders? Good thing we're going shopping after school I guess. I gasp and turn to Xavier," You should go to the mall with us! We won't spend much time at the girly stores, and we can go to the stores you guys like to go to. I mean Asher usually forces me in their anyways." She scowls my way but I shrug at her. I'm not going to tell a close to stranger that my best friend likes to buy boy underwear to wear as pajamas. Even if I don't understand why she does it. Why not wear just girl underwear?

"I'm fine."

I pout out, but Asher seems to be relieved." Okay then, but if you change your mind tell us. Plus, if we're lucky we might get to see Asher's dad."

"Lalalalalalalala." She begins to yell, covering her ears as she runs away from us down the hall." I don't want to hear it."

I smile and turn back to him." He's very hot. Tattoos, eight pack. The deal package." I smile at Asher, who's now rounding the next corner and begin to run after her." She doesn't like to talk about it as you can see."