AG Days wasn't even open yet, like everything was set up but you couldn't do anything. So I met a few friends there, and we were just walking.

Well, when we got thirsty, we asked for a water, which was free, and they said, "No, we don't open till 5 tonight."

I was sitting there like, I will slap the what out yo ass!!! Ugh! IT WAS JUST A COUPLE OF FREE WATER BOTTLES!!!

anyways, i just got home, and now I'm waiting for 5 to come so I can go. So, I decided to write you a short chapter.

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Trus' POV.

Alex hit it off with my new found friends, and we were all laughing.

"I still can't believe you're still addicted to Brisk." Alex said shaking his head.

"How can I not?! It's the best thing ever!" I say after taking a drink.

Before he could answer, the bimbo and here minions sashayed over here. They stood right next to Alex.

"You new here?" She asked.

Huh, I just realized, I don't know her actual name. Oh wait! Yes I do! Bimbo slut! Pshh, how could I forget?!

"Yes." Alex responded looking at her. One of the best parts about living where we did, was you can catch sluts, liars, fakes and all that shit in the blink of an eye.

"What's a sexy guy like you, doing with bitches like them?" She sneered the last part.

No one can lie, Alex was hot. Wide shoulders, dirty blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, high cheek bones, sharp jaw, muscles, and tall as fuck.

Immediately, me and Alex stood up. Side by side we crossed our arms. "Say what bitch?" I was the first to speak.

"Who you calling a bitch, hoe?" Alex asked.

"You don't have to stick up for her just because she's weak and can't stick up for herself. You can come sit with us?" She asked the last sentence batting her eyelashes.

Me and Alex laugh. "Her? Can't stick up for herself?" Alex asked, laughing again.

I laugh, "Him? Go sit with you? Really hoe? Pretty sure Alex here don't want no fucking STDS. And even if he did, I'm sure he'd want one from someone decent looking." I say. People in earshot burst into laughter.

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" She yells and everyone quiets.

"I've had enough of you." She says pointing at me, her STD filled finger in my face.

"Feelings are mutual hoe, but," I turn around and grab a napkin. I have her finger and lower it, "keep your nasty fingers out my face before I brake one of your prescious nails." I sarcastically smile at her.

"First, you humiliate me, then you try and steel my man, and now, you're accusing me of having STDS?!?" She huffs.

"Ain't nothing about it an accusation." I respond.

"Ugh!" She says.

"Okay, look, this has been fun and all, but," I looks down at my imaginary watch on my wrist, "we need to wrap this up. And as I've said before, shut up or swing bitch!" I reply.

I hear Alex mumbled, "West side."

She narrowed her eyes at me. Then, she slaps me and as she removed her hand, I felt her fake nails drag across my cheek.

Looking back at her, I chuckle. Alex had backed away because he knew I was about to kick some bitchy ass.

"Ya know, when I said swing, I meant throw a punch. Not a slap." And with that, i threw my fist at her face. I grabbed her fake hair, and got her on her knees. Which wasn't an unusual stance for her.

I pulled her hair back resulting in her head pulling back, "Touch me or mistreat my friends one more time. I dare you." I took her hair and pushed her forward, ending in her laying on the ground.

Then, the bell rang, "Well, guess lunch is over." I shrug.

Suddenly, Dante is next to me. "Are you okay?" He asked me, worried.

"Yep." I say. Bimbo slut groans on the floor.

"Dante bear, she hurt me. Help me." She said, rolling over and sitting up.

"Better go help your girlfriend, Dante Bear." I say and laugh. He rolls his eyes.

"Not my girlfriend. And quite frankly, she deserved it." I nod in agreement.

"Whats your name?" A teacher comes up and asks me.

"Tru." I respond.

"Well, Tru, I need you to go up to the office please." She said. I nodded.

"See you guys later." I say looking back, seeing bimbo had already left. Probably to treat to her cake face, fake hair, and fake nails.

"Hold on wait!" Dante said, following me. He ran up next to me.

"Let me see."

I looked at him confused, "Look at what?"

He grabs my hand stoping me. Then, he grabs my chin and turns it. He runs his fingers over a part of my cheek.

"Ow!" I say. He removes his fingers.

"I'm going to kill her!" He exclaims, turning towards the cafeteria.

I grab his wrist. "Hey! What about walking with me?"

He turns around and gives me a questioning look. "You want me to walk with you?"

"I want you to not get in trouble for murder, but call it what you want." I say and shrug.

"Nope. You want me to walk with you." Puffing out his chest.

Rolling my eyes, I pull him away. "You can really throw a punch."

"Thanks." I say and smile.

He tucks a loose piece of hair behind my ear. I look at him. He smiles down at me.

Finally, we reach the office. The two secretaries look at Dante in horror and then at me as though I was crazy.

And I was. But that's okay.

"So, some teacher person, lady, told me to come up here." I say.

"Are you Tru?" One asked.

I nod. Suddenly, one of them get up and go to a door pocking there head in after knocking.

"Tru Mane is here." She said. A gruff voice said something that I'm not sure what was.

She goes and sits in her chair.

I walk into the office. I didn't realize, though, that Dante followed me.

When I walk in the principal greets me. "Hello Miss. Mane, hows Your day been so far?"

It was a small office. A bookshelf on the right wall, couch on the left, desk in the middle, and two chairs in front of it.

And an old guy sitting behind the desk.

I roll my eyes and sit down. "Let's skip the formalities. We both know why I'm here, that the walkie talkie on your desk is the only way to know what goes on in your school because your cameras don't work." Crossing my legs, arms and leaning back in my chair.

Dante sits down next to me.

"Okay Miss. Mane, well, you punched Valerie and in this school, its a no violence zone. And according to the very few files we got from your previous school, we know that were you come from, that's very different. And-"

"Hold up. What do you mean, 'where I come from?'" leaning forward slightly.

"Well, where you come from, people tend to be, well, violent." He shrugs.

I clenched my fist. Silently, I stand up and walk away and out the office.

Dante follows. "Hey! Wait up!"

I just continue to walk. Suddenly, he's up next to me. "Do you now know what wait means?" He asks and chuckles. We walk through an empty hallway, close to the lockers.

I turn around and punch the locker, my body shaking with anger.

"Hey!" I continue to walk down the hall. He grabs my hand and stops me, making me face him. I glare.

"What the fuck, did that locker do to you!?! Cuz I'll beat him up for you! But you're not allowed to bust those pretty little hands of yours!" He says.

I crack a smile before laughing. A lot. I was actually about to cry.

His deep chuckles mixed with mine, echo through the hall.

"Better now, princess?" he asks and I nod.

Grabbing the back of my head, he kisses my forehead.

"Good. Now let's go take care of those knuckles."

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Hey!

Sorry for the shitty chapter!

And I'm still really pissed about the whole water bottle thing. Smh. Biatches.

Wait! No! I'm completely innocent and would never say such a thing! You never read me type that!

Lol.

I just seen a butterfly under my carport, and it keeps hitting the roof.

Laters my lovely Smurfs!!!

Byeeeeeeeee!!!!!

-Crazy_Red_Wa

The Power of A Werewolf Goddess.

It's fucking awesome and I'm addicted. She let me look at an unpublished chapter today when we were walking around.

BWAHAHA!!! I win and know more!!! BWAHAHA!!!

Imma go now...

But message me!!!! I'm bored and wouldn't mind knowing the people who like to read my shitty story!!!

Okay, NOW imma go...

Bye my lovely Smurfs!!!