After first period, I obviously went to second period.

I went to the seat I sat in yesterday and put my head down. Of course I had my headphones in.

Suddenly, there was a hand playing with my hair.

"Get the fuck off me." I say and look behind me. I take one headphone out. There was this douche behind me.

Basically, an average jock. He looked like he was quarterback. Brown hair, dark forest green eyes, and he was about 5'9 maybe 5'10.

"Hey there. You new here?" He asked.

"Yea. And?" I ask, taking both my headphones out.

"Just wondering why," he slides into the seat next to me, "a pretty girl like you is sitting by yourself." By this time, a lot of kids in the class were watching us.

"Because I'm not a desperate hoe who is waisting my time with you. You, as in a fuck and chuck boy." I say.

He laughs, "Damn girl! Calm down! Feisty! Just asking a question!"

"Actually you were making a statement. Now, because you didn't get the hint the first time, imma be blunt. Get lost. I'm not interested."

He laughed again. "You know you want this."

"Actually, I do want you," i pause, "to get fucking lost. Or, to jump off a cliff! I like the last one!"

He glared, "No one rejects me."

"Well she just did. No go." Someone said. Looking forward, I see some guy. He was one of the guys in Dante's little group.

The Douches eyes widened. Almost falling out of his chair, he left.

I laughed because he hit his leg on a desk.

The guy from his group came and sat next to me. "Did you just get rid of him to annoy me instead?"

Chuckling, "No. Dante asked me to look over you."

"Ah. So where's the ass now?"

"Planing a way to apologise to you, actually." He informs me.

"Ugh. Can't be just leave me alone?" I ask.

"Nope." Smirking.

"Why?"

"He'll have to explain it to you. It's not my place too."

I take a deep breath. "Okay."

"I'm Duke, by the way." Smiling at me.

"Tru." I say.

"You liking it here so far?" I laugh slightly.

"No."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Not your fault."

Me and Duke talked a lot during class. He was actually really cool and funny.

I met up with my friends and got our food and sat down.

"So how do you know Dante?" Jake asked, furrowing his brows.

"He was messing with me in class. But yesterday, some ass was trying to mess with me and he helped." I shrug and take a drink of my Brisk.

"Oh. Ok." Gabe says. They all look dumbfounded.

"Just, be careful. Dante is worse than bad news. He's dangerous." Giovanni tells me.

"I'll be fine." I say.

"Hey! I have an idea!" Jules says. "Can we come over this Saturday? Sleep over?" She asks me.

"Well, um-" I move around in my chair. "I don't know."

"Please? Come on!" Giovanni begs. "We'll be good!"

"I make no promises!" Jake immediately says through a mouth full of pizza.

"Same!" Gabe says with a mouth full of gummy worms.

"I have two kids and an uncle at home." I say. They look at me with wide eyes. "Not my kids. My sisters."

"Awe, that's so cute! How old are they!" Gabe asks, still with gummy worms in his mouth. Jules slaps him upside the head.

"Britney is 3 months and Matt is six." They awe.

After School

School went by quickly and i just got home with the kids.

Matt went and ate an apple. I took Britt upstairs.

"Hey beautiful." I lay next to her on the bed. She lays on her stomach. Her binky is in her mouth and her head is facing me.

"Guess what. I don't have to work tonight. I do tomorrow, but as for tonight, it's me, you, Matt, and Uncle Mike."

She looks at me with her blue grey eyes. "Ugh! You're so cute! You're gonna kill me little lady!" She giggled as though she understands me.

Suddenly, my phone beeps.

One text message from, Weirdo

Rolling my eyes, I unlock my phone.

'Come downstairs please.'

'Why?'

'Do it.'

Before i can tell him not to tell me what to do, he texts me.

'Please.'

Sighing, I make sure Britt won't be able to fall of the bed. I make my way downstairs and open the front door.

And there stood an asshole.

"What?" Crossing my arms.

He smirks. "Here's." He pulls a box from behind him. It's rectangular with a bow in the middle.

"I don't accept gifts from strangers." Eyeing him. "Plus, if you think this, is going to make me forgive you, you got life fucked up bro."

"No, I don't. Wear this. I'll pick you up at 6:30." He says.

"Why and why so early?" Leaning my head on the door.

"Because I'm trying to apologise, and because I want to see you as soon as possible." He steps closer to me and thrust the box to me. Skeptically, I take it.

"Okay, I'll see you soon princess." He kisses my cheek before turning and running to a black SUV.

"What the fuck?" I mumble to myself. I walk in and turn around to see my uncle with his phone to his ear.

"Who was that?" Suddenly the phone is on speaker.

"Just some douche from school. He wants to apologise for something he did today. Apparently, he's taking me out tonight at 6:30." I shake my head.

"My sister's got a date! You go you hot piece of ass!" My sister, Cassandra, says on the other end of the phone.

I roll my eyes. "What's that?" My Uncle nods his head towards the box in my hands.

It was actually really heavy abd thick. (A.N:That sounded so wrong. I need holy water.)

"He told me to wear this. I don't know what it is though."

"Lingerie probably!" My sister yells.

"W-What l-lingerie?" Matt asks from the entrance of the kitchen.

"Cass you started this! And he's your son! And don't think I don't know what you put in the bag!" I say.

"Well you're there so you got this!" Suddenly there was silence.

"Yep you got this Uncle Mike!" I say.

"Yep good luck! Love you! Bye!" My sister says and I darted up the stairs.

I walk in. Britt was asleep so I hopped in the shower.

After I was done, I wrapped a towel around me and walked out.

Five o'clock.

Sighing, i opened the box.

Holy shit!

I pulled my phone from the charger.

'I can't wear this!' i texted frantically.

Immediately, he responded. 'Why not? Do you not like it?'

'Trust me, it's not that I don't like it! It's just that this thing probably costs more than my damn car!'

'Please wear it!'

Sighing, 'Fine.'

'Good! Now get changed! I'll see you soon princess.'

Rolling my eyes, I get changed.

I dry my hair first. Or at least most of it. My hair is extremely thick.

Walking back out, I pull the dress out. I put it on.

It was red and tight from the middle of my waist and up. It was spaghetti strapped. In the back, there was two straps making an x over the exposed skin which was from about the middle of my back.

From the middle of my waist down was loose. It stopped above my knee. There was a belt in the middle of my waist, sperating the different types of style.

I went to my bathroom and did my hair. I straightened it. It fell down to the middle of my back. Sighing, I knew I wasn't satisfied with it.

So, on my right side, I took some of my hair, started near the middle but closer to the top, and loosley braided it. With a clear rubber band, I tied it.

Finally, I did a little make up. And when I say little, I mean little. Mascara and eyeliner. I did my slight angle wing too.

Finally, I walked back out there. There were a pair of shoes in there. They were red heels. They felt almost like velvet and went up past my ankle.

I put them on. I looked in the mirror. I shook my head. Knowing what I needed, I went to the closet and found what I was looking for. My black leather jacket that stopped at my hips.

Smiling, I grabbed my phone. 6:25.

I headed downstairs. "Uncle Mike! Britney is asleep in my bed upstairs. I left the door open so if she cries, you can hear her. I'll text you when-" I turn around and see my uncle with his jaw dropped. "What?"

"I've never seen you so dressed up. And damn, that dress looks like it costs more than our house!"

"That's what I said!" I laugh.

"Great minds think alike!" He says.

"Who else thought that?" I ask.

"I should kick your ass!"

Before I could answer, the door bell rang.