She just looked at me, completely in shock.
"I'm so sorry." I muttered out.
"I-It's okay."
I looked confused as I walked out of the bathroom and back into the living room. Jessica walked in after me then sat in the chair closest to the TV.
"Do you smell something burning?" she stated calmly.
"Crap! The pizza!" I yelled, running at full speed into the kitchen.
I took the slightly burned pizza out of the oven and cut it, then carried it out into the living room. Jessica shook her head.
"You really are stupid aren't you?
"Well I have to be in order to hang out with Aaron and his goons all day."
"Makes sense."
1 AM, the party is probably over. Hell, who am I kidding? The door swung open.
"Ding Dong! I'm in your house!" Aaron barked.
"I have alcohol!!!" Alex yells clearly already drunk."Ooh~ What do we have here? Jessica Sawyer and Marcus Floyd together."
Okay, not surprised there high school students having alchohol. Even if they're underage, no one seems to care.
__A Few Hours Later__
"Marcus." Aaron turned to me. "I'm inviting some people over." he hick uped "Can Dean come?".
I loomed over him. "No!" I accidently screamed into his face.
"Aw, Why not? He wants to see Jessica."
"Aaron, I said no."
"Well too bad he's coming over and that's final."
Aaron turned on his phone and called Dean.
"The party is moving to Marcus' house."
"AARON! I said no one is coming over!"
"Oops. Well it's too late." Aaron approached me. "Now let me remind you. Who's red? Me. Alex. Who's the ace here?"
Alex wobbled forward. "Isn't it all of us, sir?"
"No you buffoon. It's me, which makes me the leader. So learn your place or consider yourself Shane.

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The Odd Ace Out
DiversosMarcus find himself as the newbie in the most popular group of boys in the school. The Aces take Marcus under their wings to teach him how to be popular. After the Aces pick on a girl named Jessica Sawyer he is reminded of his old girlfriend who k...