the five.

•chapter two•

(Picture of Jackson)

Everyone was staring at me when the speaker called my name. I saw Austin at the corner of my eye pull his hand away.

See, no guy wants to be seen with you.

I shrugged it off as if it was no big deal, when really it kinda hurt. Usually the guys would only come up to me if they wanted something. Austin didn't look like he was doing it because he had an intention. He looked like a guy who wanted to meet me.

I rolled my eyes at everyone and stood. I saw Mrs. Benson frowning again while I made my way to the door.

"Bring us back a suvinerior" said one of the jocks.

The class started to laugh.

"I'll bring you your mothers panties. I bet she was looking for them" I said with a smirk.

The class erupted. I looked back over my shoulder and saw Austin and Quein whispering to each other.

Probably talking about you.

I opened the door and stood in the hot hallway.

There was not a soul in the halls, but that would change in minutes.

I took my time as I made my way to the office. The bell went off for first period when I walked into the office. The woman with grey hair at the front desk looked up from her papers and rolled her eyes when she saw me.

"Hello Miss North. Enjoy your summer?"

I just smiled cause I forgot her name and I didn't want to socialize. She raised her penciled eyebrow and smiled back.

"Go on in" she said waving toward the principals door.

I knocked on the door and the tiny man stood in the doorway.

Mr. Turner stepped out of the way to show Christy and her twin mother sitting in the chairs. Christy was holding her tear stained cheek while her mother was shooting pistols at me with her dark eyes. I stepped inside and Mr. Turner took a seat behind his desk.

"Regain, here at New Bridge High we expect the students to know the rules. One rule in our handbook clearly states we have no tolerance for violence. Violence will lead to an expulsion or another punishment that will effect you. You have punched Christy for picking up your phone-".

No no, hold it.

I through my hands up into the air.

"Are you kidding me right now? I don't even own a phone! I can't afford it! I punched Christy cause she tried to slap me for confronting her that she cheated on Tommy. It was self defense Mr. Turner! You can't expel me for defending self harm! Even if she shot a bullet through my leg mommy would come and pay you off" I yelled angrily.

Mother Barbie gasped at me and Mr. Turner narrowed his eyes in thought.

"Miss Mills, you said that she had a cellphone and she clams she doesn't and can't afford it. Her side of the story is much different from yours. I can't believe anyone without proof" said Mr. Turner folding his arms over his pot belly.

An idea sprung in my head.

"The internet. People might have filmed it" I said hoping it would work.

Mr. Turner, I swear I will hunt you down like a police dog if you say no.

Mr. Turner sighed and mumbled something about kids these days. He pulled out his laptop and started to type. I stood next to him and typed in the video when he asked what it was called. Their were hundreds of videos already, so I clicked on the first one.
It started to play.