Not Your Girl

11:What did the babbling prostitute want?

"Saying it is one thing, but proving it is another."-UNKOWN

∞ "Find Someone": Sheppard∞

• Quinn •

I walked into the school building hoping that Nathan wouldn't approach me. Ashley found her way to my side as I reached the lockers which are located in the east wing of our High School.

"Yesterday was so chill, you have no idea how much I needed that Queenie." She sighed and I replied with a small smile. Don't judge my nickname, do you know how hard it is to find a fucking nickname for the name Quinn?! Taylor sneaked up behind Ashley and gave her a huge bear hug. I snickered, I could sense mutual crushes sparking. "Hey, Tay-Tay!" She grinned wildly.

"Hey Ashy! Umm Quinn, my brother asked me to give you this." He handed me an envelope, "I didn't open it by the way." I awkwardly took the letter.

"Thanks? I think?" I shrugged, Ashley urged me to open it.

I'll kill my idiotic brother if he dared to open this... Anyways, that's not a very proper hello.

Quinn,

You're probably wondering why Taylor gave you this envelope. I'm going to pick you up after school today in my red mini cooper that smells of burnt wood, and we are going to smack our gum to the sound to Twenty One Pilots while we drive to one of my favorite places in the shitty town of Sedona-Clark. If you want more info, here's my number ;) (1)-480-536-8900

-Wesley Miller

"So?" Ashely and Taylor both questioned curiously. I was still in some form of shock so I just handed my friends the paper.

"GREAT! Greaaat!Just great! My older brother is hitting on one of my only friends at Ceeder High School!" Taylor kept on throwing his hands up and down in frustration. Before Ashley could put in her opinion the warning bell rang. "Crap we have to be in the west wing in five minutes!"Taylor grabbed Ashley and they tried their best at running through the packed hallways.

I reached the girls' locker room and got into one of the stalls. I began to change into my PE clothes. A white teeshirt and a pair of red shorts.

"McCarthy!" Mr. Mathews called from the top row of the bleachers. "Track or Boxing?"

"Boxing!" I said without a doubt, "But don't make it one on one combat because there's a lot of people I want so badly to put in a hospital bed!"

"Get Daniel and Cole to help you get 10 punching bags since we have about five injured kids and ten that are in band." I almost began to protest, I could do it on my own, but he cut me off, "I know you're strong enough but there are a lot of bags."

"I'm Daniel Browns and this is Cole Thompson," A blonde jock approached me.

"And I don't give two fucks, now help me with the only thing you jocks are good at." I rolled my eyes and began to roll out the punching bags. A few other students helped hook them up to the ceiling. We have a very small gym which means very low ceilings.

"ALL RIGHT YOU BIG BUNCH OF LAZY TEENAGERS! GATHER AROUND MY FAT BUTTOX!" Mr.Mathews called out in a booming voice. We all crowded in a semi circle around the teacher. "Today we are going to learn the basics of boxing, no we are never going to fight so don't ask me again. Our very own Quinn McCarthy is a trained boxer." He beamed. "When did you start to box?"

"I stared when I was 10, but in boxing, it's not about age, it's about wether you're good or not." I shrugged, something I had gotten very good at over the years.

"Here is how this is going to work you're going to get paired in two, one person will hold the punching bag while the other punches then we will switch, now Quinn will take over. "

"Ok! William, you're with me and the rest pair up and get some gloves on!" I knew that William was staring to box so I could use him as an example. I tapped up my hands with my own tape and chalked them before I slipped on my gloves. And then I spent the next two hours of my life trying to teach juniors how to hit a punching bag.

"McCarthy!" A high pitched screech erupted from Mckenzie's lips at the end of the hallway.

"Yes, your Highness?" I replied in a mockingly posh voice not bothering to cease what I was doing and turn around.

"Don't mock me you filthy monster! Show some dignity, turn around and face me!" She stomped her high healed feet on the tiled floor. I swiftly shut my locker and turned around.

"Holy shit! What the fuck happened ?!" I cried out. Mckenzie had horrible bruises all over her face, a gash in her lip, a black eye and red marks on her neck.

"What? What's wrong?!" fear radiated off her skinny body, it seemed like she didn't know what she looked like.

"You look like a revolting bug-eyed malodorous marinade of sweat and fear!" I yelped still in shock.

"Oh, don't you know? You bashed my head into the floor several times and almost killed me!" She yelled.

"Gosh, I must have blacked out at the sight of your face and attacked you to try and shield the next person from having to see such an odious visage." I scoffed. Mckenzie gasped and her busted jaw fell to the floor.

"I have much more important things to do than standing here and listen to your poor insults..." she held her head high.

"Like what? Suck everyone but your boyfriend's dick?" A boy shouted from the small crowd that had gathered around us. An explosion of "OOOHHH!" 's and "BURNNN!" 's were shouted into the small hallways of Ceeder High School.

"RUde... Let's discus serious matters now. Where is my proof?" She crossed her arms under her chest and made her boobs close to splurging out of her bra.

"I don't need to prove anything to you. But since you need that much confirmation to know you don't have competition, I have a date tonight." I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked towards Ashley who had just gotten out of second period.

"What did the babbling prostitute want?"She asked.

"Proof that Nathan's eyes aren't wandering over to my hot ass again," I smirked and shook my butt, earning me a snigger from Ashley.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I added the PE part just to remind you guys that she boxes lol. This is probably the longest chapter I have written (1090 words+ 65 A/N words)! I had a blast writing the insults, I got some inspiration from this intelligent insult website: http://intellisult.com but the rest are my creation. Todo el amor (All the love), Sasha Xx.