It's Complicated

Chapter 7

All 4 of us exited the principals office at once. Franki and Gigi smirked and strutted away as they discussed where they were going to go shopping.
"This is so fucking stupid." I said to Summer.
"Tell me about it." She grumbled.
We made our way down to the library for detention.
I quickly noticed Blair and some other girl sitting at a table with Mason and Kassidye.
"Hey look, it's the 2 kids who joined our history class." Summer exclaimed.
I nodded and we walked over to the table.
"Blair? What are you doing here?" I asked her.
"Oh, I got in trouble for making out with some dude instead of going to class." Blair said with a smirk.
I laughed and then remembered the girl next to her, she seemed reserved and shy.
"Who's this?" Summer asked her.
"Oh this is August, she's in my chemistry class." Blair said.
"Hi." August said quietly.
"I'm Sienna." I said, smiling.
"Summer." Summer chimed in.
I noticed Summer glancing at Mason and Kassidye a couple of times.
She walked up to them and introduced herself to them. Then she introduced us and we all sat together.
As detention ended, Everyone went home and j was heading to the front doors until I saw Frances approaching.
"Hi hun!" Frances exclaimed.
"What do you want snobby skank?" I growled.
"Gosh you're rude!" Frances smirked at me.
"Cut the shit, what do you want." I gave her a cold stare.
"I just wanted to say watch your back, ever since your little whore of a friend Summer, slapped them, me and my girls are out for blood!" Frances said as she observed her manicure.
"Uh okay?" I said, rolling my eyes.
Frances grabbed me by my arm and bent it backwards as I yelped in pain. At this point, the school was empty.
Out of no where Kassidye and August came sprinting out of no where.
Kassidye yanked Frances back and pinned her arms behind her.
Frances kicked her in the stomach backwards as she fell in pain.
Surprisingly, August tackled Frances, pinning her down.
"Lay off my friends you ugly bitch!" August shouted at Frances.
"You'll pay for this you ugly whores!" Frances shrieked as she fumbled away, down the hallway. The last thing I heard from Frances was: "This . means . war"