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{Joan's pov}

I walked towards the garbage can right before I felt a pair of hands swing me around from the waist.

"Jacob!" I said in a giggly voice.

he chuckled and pulled me in for a kiss.

I quickly kissed him.

he leaned in for another one and kissed my neck.

he pulled away to see Sasha and Cole walk over to us with lunch trays in their hands.

Cole was about to speak but Sasha did first.

"Have you seen Sidney?"

"No.." I replied.

Sashasighed.

"Okay."

She was about to walk out with Cole before she heard a voice from outside.

She turned to Cole and they both dropped both their lunch trays and ran out the back door.

I was confused so I decided to walk out with them.

Jacob tried to pull me back.

"Jacob, I'll see you later, okay?"

"Yeah."

He walked away with Aaron.

{Sidney's pov}

i jumped off the tiny ledge as Harley sat there confused.

"I see the d*ke  is dating again."

"Fuck off, Rachel."

"Wow, you said my name?"

"Yeah, get over it."

"Still trying to act tough I see."

"Jeez can you just leave me alone?"

"Why are you getting so defensive, are you jealous?"

"Who the fuck would be jealous of you."

"I don't know, maybe... you?"

just then Sasha and Cole ran out the door to see me and Rachel face to face.

"Oh look, it's your faggot friends!"

Harley jumped off the ledge.

"Watch your mouth." Harley said in defense.

"Or what? Your gonna hurt me? I'd like to see you try."

Harley scoffed.

"See, you too scared to answer cause you know that your weak. All you'll do is call daddy and say someone's being mean to you, and he'll just come over here and threaten us."

Harley was about to lunge at her before Joan walked out.

{Joan's pov}

Everyone stared at me then back at Sidney and the blonde girl I had never seen before.

"Sidney, could you relate?"

Sidney looked at Rachel with pain in her eyes.

"Oh wait, you can't cause your dads a perv-" but she was cut off with Sidney's defensive punch.

Rachel sighed and put a hand on where Sidney punched her.

Without saying anything, Rachel started tackling Sidney, pushing her to the ground.

"Fuck you!" Rachel shrieked as she tried choking Sidney, putting her hands around her neck.

I ran downstairs but Sasha pulled me back.

A lot of kids started coming out the door, crowding the area.

{Sidney's pov}

I kicked Rachel on her stomach with my feet, pushing her off me. Then I grabbed her by her long blonde hair and pulled her across some grass.

Rachel grabbed my ankle while I was pulling her across the field, making me trip.

she grabbed me by my feet and threw me to the other side of her.

I groaned but got up quickly.

before Rachel could say anything I kicked her on the side, making her wince.

Rachel charged me and punched me multiple times in the stomach. I twisted her arm, almsot breaking it.

Rachel started punching me, and she punched me hard enough to leave me with a bloody nose.

I slapped Rachel, punching her multiple times as well. I scratched her with my nails as well, which left her with cuts. I grabbed her and flipped her over right on the ground. she grabbed my ankle and pulled me down as well.

she got on top of me and began punching me multiple times. I turned her over and slapped her.

she used her knees to get me off of her.

by this time, half the school was crowding us.

a counselor approached us trying to break us up, but I accidentally elbowed his nose, breaking it.

The principal and a few other counselors finally got us to break apart.

Monday, May 25th, 1998
4:30

it had been an hour after school got out and we still hadn't been talked to by the principal.

I sighed as it turned 4:31

Rachel was sitting on another chair next to me. My head was throbbing like crazy, and I saw a fish tank. I almost wanted to go and dunk my head inside to stop my headache but I dodged the idea.

the counselors gave us each an ice pack which was some ice in a plastic bag wrapped in a sheet of paper towels.

by this time, both our ice packs had melted, so they were just bags of water.

finally, the principals door opened.

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