Players Girl

Chapter 31: Kidding

Mason starting yelling at me about how rude it was for me to come over there. Mathew was yelling me to get the, excuse my language, "fuck out of here." Which we don't say the f word very often so I got mad at him. Which caused Mason to grab my arm and yank me towards him making me yell at him. Alyssa was blow up mode for having Jordan lie to her and how fed up she was. Kristina started punching Nick and when she stopped he went to break up with her but she slapped him. The sound of his cheek getting a definite bruise turned our attention. 

"What the hell?" The vice principle came out looking crazy pissed with her arms crossed over her chest. "Get all of your asses in detention right now! You will discuss this like normal people!" She stomped away as we stayed in silence watching her so we could continue. 

"Let's go," our heads snapped in the other direction to see a bunch of security. They were glaring at us as we shuffled our feet towards an empty room.

"She special ordered an empty classroom so all of you can talk this out. I'm here to make sure this stays civil," one of the guards sat in the teachers chairs. "I don't care if it stays civil so long nothing breaks," he pulled out his phone. 

"Get off of me!" Kristina yanked back as Nick's eyes widened. 

"Kristina," Nick looked so hurt and I was about to kill him. An apology right now might go a lot farther than these retards realize.

"That's enough! What is wrong with all of you!" I was standing on the teachers desk since the security guard left the room. Mason's eyes darkened as I put my hands on my hip, my face was red from yelling.

"What? What is wrong with us! You're the ones who came in ready to kill!" The unknown guy who called me a bitch threw his hands up in hair. 

"You called me a bitch! That is not the point though," I huffed out ready to start talking.

"Than what is?" Mason was full blown glaring at me.

"Oh god, you are not about to get mad at me right now. Okay so we all have issues we need to work out. So Nick and Kristina go in my left hand back corner, Alyssa and Jordan go in my right hand front corner, I need to talk to both of you," I looked at my brother and Mason. "New boy is going to stay right in the middle where he can be bored. I need to talk to you later," I jumped off the desk. 

"Who makes you in charge?" He lifted his eyebrow at me.

"No one, but she's right we do need to talk. This is the best way," Mason rolled his eyes and we sat in the middle. Everyone else went to where I told them to and soon the tension grew to thick where a knife would break trying to cut it. 

"Can any one of you tell me the truth?" I let out a breath as everyone else started yelling again. 

"We have two clubs we go to and not the dancing kind," the kid answered. 

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I looked at him expecting him to answer. 

"He means we joined a, don't look at me like that. We joined a fight club and a track club. Not like running but like racing," Mathew explained.

"Why was that so hard to tell me or Shay? Oh god," I pulled on my hair. I don't even want to think about poor Shay alone in a classroom with Chloe and her bitches. 

"Why? Because think about it Malia! Now your going to want to come to all that crap," Mason looked pissed. 

I clenched my teeth together, "oh no." My voice was laced with sarcasm. "Because that is so much better than dealing with a pissed of girlfriend." Soon to be ex if he keeps this up. "Look I'm sorry if I'm not reacting the way you wanted or whatever. But newsflash I honestly don't care what you do as long as neither of you are doing drugs or cheating. If you joined a gang I wouldn't care as long as you didn't come home knowing you killed someone," I looked between both boys.