Backstage. (Mirstie)

October 12, 2016

Kirstin's POV
"What the actual fuck?" Catt growls as she stomps towards me. "How the hell did you get my notes and my T-shirts?" I sighed.

"I wasn't the one to exactly retrieve them, but I have a system," Catt hissed.

"I don't care how you got them! Just how the fuck do you know about them?" She practically screamed.

"I'm not telling you who," I said sassily. Catt stands back in shock.

"Chanel," she mutters to herself, "you are all bitches! I would never in a million years even think about doing something like that to you!" She then went to Chanel.

"What the hell do you want?" Chanel asked.

"You- you stole my notes! That was only payback for me stealing Mitch. Just wait until I tell the principal about this. You're all screwed, finished," she then ran out the room. Chanel, Mitch, and I look at each other in fear. Mitch scoots his chair next to mine and Chanel follows.

"We didn't really think this part through," I state the obvious.

"Well shit we're screwed," Mitch huffs. We sit there in silence until we see my dad come in with Catt.

"Mitch Grassi, Kirstin Maldonado, Chanel Leger, to my office. Now," we bow our heads as we exit the classroom. If only we thought ahead. When we reached my dads office, he motions for us to take a seat before he closes the door and joins us.

"Of all people, I wasn't expecting you two to pull this on someone," I look at him confused.

"Us two?" I ask motioning to the three of us.

"I would've expected Mitch to pull this being that he is one of the populars," I see Mitch shift in his seat uncomfortably.

"Just because I trust that you won't do this again, I'm giving you two day suspension," we all look down. "Now can I please speak to Kirstin alone," he says. Chanel and Mitch sit up and walk out of the office leaving me alone with my dad.

"Kirstin, I think Mitch is affecting you," my dad says staring at me.

"What do you mean?" I ask curiously.

"Ever since you started hanging out with him, you've been somewhat different. You've been gone a lot and I've been noticing your grades slipping," I gulp.

"He isn't changing me dad, I swear," I say sadly. My dad sighs.

"Kirstin I can tell you really like this guy, but he's too much of a distraction. I want you to stop hanging out with him for awhile," he says with a sigh, "once you get your grades back to A-'s instead of C's I'll let you hang out again." I groaned.

"What if we study together?" I suggested. My dad shook his head.

"Nope, for the next week too no hanging out with Chanel and Avriel too," I itched at telling my dad that it's Avi but I didn't.

"Am I suspended too?" I asked. My dad nods his head.

"And I'm taking away car privileges for a week," I sighed and passed him my car keys.

"How am I going to get home then?" I ask. My dad gets up with my car keys in his hand.

"I'll let you drive home for tonight. But you have to put the car keys next to my bed. If I don't find them there when I get home, I'm taking car privileges away for one more week," I nod my head and slung my backpack on my chair.

I then get up and walk out of the office. I see Mitch and Chanel.

"What did he want?" Chanel asks leaning against the wall.