She's New, and She's A Badass

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Andys POV

I hate getting up early! Hate it! I hate school for making me have to get up early. I hate the fact that my idiotic boyfriend is so damn protective of me. I have lived on the streets since the day of my birth, so I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself thank you very much.

I didn't feel like wearing jeans today so I put on a pair of maroon Holister sweats with Holister writen on the butt and a white short sleeved shirt. I threw a white hoodie over my head and walked to the bathroom and put my usual makeup on, straightend my hair and brushed my teeth.

Stuffing my feet into my black mocosins I walked downstairs and found yet another note from Jen.

Andy,

I didn't have time to make you breakfast this morning. I was planning on it but I woke up late. There is fruit in the fridge and other stuff you can have. Mike will get home around 10:00 and I will be home probably later than that, so dont wait up, and please don't do anything stupid.

Love Jen.

Thanks for having so much faith in me Jen. Love you too. I grabbed an apple and threw it on my bag and walked out to my bike. No bike? Shit! I forgot that I had left my bike at the stupid fight club. Looks like I'm walking. I looked at my phone and saw I had a half an hour, so I had plenty of time to get there before homeroom.

I got to school and walked to my locker to find Jake leanig up against it. "So are you going to the dance?" he asked when I opened my locker.

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "Um, I wasn't really planning on it. I don't go to school dances."

Jake looked at me pleadingly, "Oh come on! Will you go to the dance with me, please?" he asked smiling moving his eyebrows up and down suggestivly.

I rolled my eyes, slammed my locker shut and crossed my arms over my chest, "You really want me to go?" I asked. He nodded smiling. I threw my hands up in exasperation, "Fine! I'll go to the damn dance with you. When is it?"

"This Friday." holy fuck! This Friday? I wasn't going to be able to find a dress that soon. Okay, that is an exageration, but I'm going to need some help.

Malorie.

"I gotta go Jake! See you later." I rushed out and giving him a quick peck on the lips before rushing off to find Malorie.

I found her by her locker, so I ran over there crashing into the locker next to hers, causing her to jump. "I need your help!" I exclaimed out of breath from running.

Malorie looked at me and laughed, "Okay, what can I do for you?" she asked getting a book out from her locker. "I need your help to find me a dress for the dance this Friday. I wasn't planning on going but Jake asked me to go! I don't really like shopping so I figure it will go faster if someone goes with me, and you're like my only girl friend cause all the other girls hate me because I'm dating Jake, and-" she cut off my wild rant.

"Yes I'll help you, goodness. You need to take a big chill pill woman. I would have said yes without all that rushed information." she said shutting her locker, hooking her arm with mine.

"So you'll help me?" I asked. Malorie nodded, "Isnt that what I said? When do you wanna go?" she asked.

"After first period you wanna cut the rest of the day and do it now? That way the attendence sheet will have us down as here and they won't call home making sure we aren't skipping." I've done this so many times, I've got it down.

Malorie didn't even think about it, "Hell yes! I'm glad you're not a goodie goodie. I would normally not do something like this, but you know what? I'm tired of being known as the goodie goodie cheerleader. Let's hope we don't get in trouble." she said.