After a long, boring week it was finally Friday. Peyton Saunders stood at her locker impatiently stuffing the books she would need for the weekend in her bag. Nothing excites Peyton more than the weekend. For one she would be out of this hell hole for two whole days! She would still have to do her chores and put up with her family but it was a hell of a lot better than this place most of the time. Now it's not that Peyton hates school. Quite the opposite, she loves it. She loves learning new things, researching and challenging her mind. It's the people she hates. The teachers but mainly the students. To her, they are way too juvenile and idiotic. She would much rather be home alone with a book or a game than putting up with these idiots everyday. That is why the weekend is so special to her.

"Well somebody's in a hurry!" Someone joked behind her.

Slamming her locker door shut she turned around, "you better be ready!" She said in an almost irritated tone but the girl to whom she spoke knew better than to be offended.

"'Course I am. I know how you are about your weekends. I'm not about to stand in your way." Kimberly Dexter said with a smile to her best friend.

Peyton and Kimberly have been friends since they were ten years old and somewhere along the way they became the best of friends. Kimberly is just about the only person who Peyton actually talks to; willingly.

"Hey, where's Adam though? I feel as though I haven't seen him all day. Is he even here today?"

Peyton lazily and uninterestedly raised her hand and pointed down the corridor. Kimberly craned her neck to the side and squinted; she refuses to wear her glasses.

"Wow wow wow!" Kimberly exclaimed before diving into her bag and retrieving her glasses. Once she put them on she looked down the corridor again. "What the fuck?!"

She turned her attention to Peyton who simply shrugged, "come on Kimmy, let's get going."

"Peyton!"

"What?" Peyton whined. You promised you would not do this!

"Peyton! Your boyfriend is making out with another girl!"

"Yeah yeah yeah. Don't you think I know that?" Peyton responded with no sign of emotional attachment to the situation. "Come on Kimmy! I wanna go home!"

Kimberly stood stuck in her position while Peyton began walking to the doors, more than ready to leave this place behind until Monday.

It was not until she was almost out the school's gate that Kimberly ran up to her side. "Peyton?"

"Yes Kimberly?"

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I am. Why would I not be?"

"Because! Your man is making out with another girl right in front of your face!" Kimberly was more than flabbergasted. She could not understand how in the world Peyton is being so cool about this. It is a known fact that Adam is a player and flirts with any and every girl but this is new a low for him and it's her best friend who he is cheating on. She cannot stand it. She cannot stand Peyton's indifference.

Peyton just shrugged, "it was bound to happen sooner or later..."

All Peyton was focused on was the walk home. She and Kimberly live on neighbouring streets so they always walk to and from school together. It's their bonding time as they like to call it; roughly twenty minutes in each direction every day. It was their tradition since they began high school three years ago. They are seniors now.

"Yeah, but, aren't you even a little upset?"

Peyton turned the corners of her mouth down and shook her head. It was her signature "no" action.

"Why not? I would be fuming and ranting and raving if Timmy ever did that to me. Hell, if he even flirted a quarter of what Adam does I'd be ranting and raving and dumping him! Why are you even still with him?"

Peyton eyed her best friend and offered her a small smile, "you're a good friend to me Kimmy. Thanks."

Kimberly waved her off and pulled her into a hug as they walked, "as are you to me." She returned the smile.

They walked in silence until they got to Kimberly's home. Peyton walked her to her door and they hugged bidding each other goodbye as they usually do. As Peyton began to walk away Kimberly called out, "hey!" Peyton turned, "how can you be so nonchalant about this?"

Peyton shrugged yet again, "it just doesn't bother me. He can do what he wants. I really don't care."

"So why are you with him then? Why don't you dump him? Why doesn't he dump you?"

"It's not my choice. And have you seen how much money my parents have? He wants to get in good with them."

Kimberly frowned, "okay, I understand his part in it but what do you mean it's not your choice?"

Peyton sighed, it's not that she's impatient with Kimberly, it's just that talking about Adam is not something she adores very much. "My parents said that I have to."

"Huh? But why? I know how your parents can be but did you told them how much of a player he is? And I mean, you've been with him for two years and I have never even seen you guys kiss. What's really going on with you Peyton? And why aren't you telling me the truth?"

"Look, Kimmy, it's complicated okay."

"Peyton! Don't give me that shit!"

With a long, loud sigh accompanied by the exaggerated rolling of her eyes, Peyton responded, "fine! I'll tell you everything okay! But not now. Please. I just want to go home and rest."

Kimberly smiled triumphantly, "yay! Okay yeah sure. Tomorrow?"

Peyton shook her head, "chores."

"Okay, so Sunday I'll come get you after breakfast and we'll have some quality KPT!" Kimberly cheered pulling her friend in for a tight hug; which was returned.

Peyton left Kimberly and could not help but smile at her friend's sweetness. Her smile turned bittersweet when she recalled how KPT came about.

They were thirteen years old and Peyton's parents had decided to ground her because she was "growing into the wrong kind of person". They kept her home from school, locked her in her room and even her family made no contact with her. Once a day one of them would unlock her door and slide in a box of KFC with a drink and lock it back immediately. She tried to escape through her bedroom window and run away but her older brother caught her and dragged her back inside and of course he told on her resulting in her windows being boarded down. This went on for a little over two months.

When she was finally set free, the first place she went was to Kimberly's house. Unfortunately no one was home - they went on a family trip for the weekend. It was a Saturday morning so she curled up on the porch until the Sunday night waiting. When they finally got back she was practically passed out so they worked fast on getting her something to eat and drink. When she was fully conscious and lucid, Kimberly lifted her friend bridal style, bid her parents goodnight and went up to her room.

Gently, she put the frail Peyton to lay down on her bed and crawled in next to her pulling the covers up over them. When she turned on her side to face Peyton, her head was turned away. Kimberly gently turned her friend's head and looked her in the eye, "now that my parent's are done harassing you, it's time for us to have some quality KPT." Peyton furrowed her brows in confusion and Kimberly explained, "Kimberly-Peyton-Time." Peyton broke then and let the tears flow unencumbered as Kimberly pulled her into a warm, caring hug.