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[brittany haynes]

Brittany found herself making her way to detention hall, again. She couldn't believe that just because she was three minutes late to class she got a stupid detention. It hadn't her fault that someone and knocked her books from her hands as she scurried off to history. Personally, she knew her teacher hated her, she didn't even do anything to him though. She would just have to deal though. When she walked in her eyes scan the familiar room. No one except the detention administrator was currently there. She sighed and put the slip on her desk, then went to the back of the class and took a seat. When Brittany took a glance at the clock, she noticed she was a few minutes early which was a relief.

She knew that more people would be showing up so she wouldn't be the only person who would have to waste their afternoon away. Today she wore a black House of 1000 Corpses tunic shirt with a pair of orange tights and black flats. She probably looked like a freak but she didn't care. She perked up as she saw the door open hoping it was someone interesting.

[alicia rivera]

Alicia ♥

Pulling on the hem of her short blue and white shirt dress, Alicia crossed her arms sullenly. She had gotten detention for passing notes in class, and was waiting for the slip. Tossing her glossy brown locks she frowned. She hadn't gotten detention since sophmore year. Alicia Rivera was not the kind of person to get detentions. Grabbing the slip, she walked down the long empty hallway, her Manolo Blahniks clicking against the floor. Finally, she came to a stop at the doorway. Opening the door, she gave the slip to the teacher and looked around. She spotted Brittany Haynes, the one girl she did not want to see right now. Giving her an obviously phony smile, she took a seat in the middle of the room. She really did not care for Brittany at all, ever since their fall out during freshmen year. How could she call me a slut? Alicia thought to herself. How am I a slut? Frowning, she crossed her arms and pouted, very annoyed at this whole situation.

[brittany haynes]

Oh, great! Just who Brittany wanted to be in detention with, Alicia Rivera. She really wished she could leave, immediately. "Oh great," she muttered under her breath and opened her notebook and started to doodle. She wasn't the best at drawing people, but it was obvious at the moment she was drawing a complex murder plan, undoubtedly meant for Alicia. "This is coming out quite nicely," she said to herself as she began to have mountain lions attack a wavy haired stick figure. She laughed at the picture as she finished up. Then she tore out the page, crumpled it up then threw at Alicia's head. Of course while the teacher was looking away.

[alicia rivera]

Alicia ♥

Alicia, bored and annoyed, examined her nails. "Dammit." She cursed, spying a chip in her normally perfect manicure. Tossing her hair again, she couldn't help but try to look more superior and better than Brittany. She just brought out the competition in Alicia. She was about to reach into her bag for her notebook so she could write a bunch notes to give to her friends later, a habit she had, when something bounced off the side of her head. Running her hand through her glossy blowout she turned to Brittany and glared. "Ow. What the hell?" She asked, picking up the piece of paper and opening it. There was a drawing of a stick figure with long, wavy hair who Alicia assumed to be her, being eaten by lions. Narrowing her eyes, Alicia took out a purple pen and drew a picture of a girl dressed in black with severe bangs being pushed off a badly drawn cliff by a certain wavy haired stick figure, this time wearing much cuter shoes, a version of the ones she was wearing now. She drew little sparkles around her stick figure of herself, and turned to Brittany, glaring. "Fur-reak." She said, brown eyes narrowed. Throwing the paper back to her, she tossed her hair again.

[brittany haynes]

Her face lit up watching Alicia's reaction, even if she couldn't see her face. Brittany's face went back down to her notebook and pretended to be busy. She couldn't help but look at the peice of paper that landed onto her desk. Her finger quickly opened the paper and saw the drawing. She saw how Alicia had drawn herself, then she bagan to mutilate Alicia's drawing. She made facial hair and made the shoes two different sizes. 'Your real shoes are even uglier than these ones, slut' she wrote in bold letters. Brittany giggled as she threw the paper back at Alicia.

[alicia rivera]

Alicia was now annoyed. Ew, she thought, why would anyone want me to be killed. I'm Alicia Rivera, she frowned, everyone loves me! Well, most everyone. Alicia had made a few enemies, but usually she was sweet to most people. She really did not like Brittany at all. How she was even friends with someone like that she had no idea. She could be pretty, Alicia pondered, if she just got a blow out and wore some cuter clothes. The piece of paper hit her leg this time, and she was almost going to just leave it there, but she couldn't resist. Her eyes scanned the paper and she turned to Brittany and glared at her. How am I a slut, you little freak? She wrote in her loopy neat hand writing. She drew a more detailed stick figure, wearing a black t-shirt and orange tights, with black hair with pink streaks in it, and thick black eyeliner. Drawing an arrow to the stick figures legs, who she had drawn to look like Brittany, she wrote:There's this thing called the sun, freak. she wrote. Brittany was extreamly pale compared to Alicia. She drew another arrow to her orange tights. 1. Orange tights? Isn't it a little soon to be dressing up for Halloween? Alicia usually dressed up as something cute or hot for halloween. This year she planned on being Marie Antoinette. She drew another arrow to Brittany's flat chest, and with a grin, she wrote the number of her mother's plastic surgeon. Tossing it behind her, she tossed her hair again. Brittany was just so...ew, she thought angrily. I bet she's going to like...cut my hair off or something, she said, tossing it again. Crossing her bare, smooth legs, she folded her arms infront of her chest. She was putting her in a seriously bad mood.

[brittany haynes]

She wondered what was taking Alicia so long, when she felt a crumpled up paper hit her. she looked up innocently then to the floor, as if she hadn't been throwing anything in the first place. Then she picked it up and looked at the paper, then she was mad. As Brittany read what was on th paper the paper crumpled up in her hands. How could she? she thought to herself. Brittany didn't say anything though, she was the shy girl. When she looked around she noticed that more people where inside so she just sunk into her seat. She couldn't even write back at this point. Suddenly she stood up from her seat. "You know what your fucking pathetic," she said directing her attention to Alicia. "Just because someone's different means you call them freak." Brittatany could almost feel tears coming from her eyes.

[alicia rivera]

Alicia wanted to look back to see Brittany's reaction, but didn't want it to seem like she cared, so she stayed looking forward. She looked around, scanning the faces for anyone she cared to talk to. There was no one, her friends didn't get detention. Sighing, she was examining her hair for split ends when she heard Brittany's voice. Turning around, Alicia smirked at the sight of Brittany, angry and upset "Oh, I'm the pathetic one? Take a look in fucking mirror, loser. Like seriously, look at yourself."She said narrowing her eyes. I am definatly not pathetic, Alicia thought to herself. I'm Alicia Rivera, she thought again, everyone loves me. "Excuse me Brittany, but you hardly know me anymore, so who are you to call me a slut?" Alicia realized that people were watching this hostile exchange and stood up. She doubted the detention moniter even cared, he had left the room 5 minutes ago, probably for coffe. "What's that matter? Can't handle it? Freak." She gave her a dramatic pout, then tossed her hair and shot her a phony smile. Alicia, because of her 4 inch heels, towered over Brittany. Smiling smugly, she looked down at her.

[brittany haynes]

Brittany looked up at her, she really didn't seem to care that Alicia was taller than her at them moment. "What you can't see all the guys looking at you the way they do? Trying to look down your shirt and all," she said angrily. She couldn't help but smirk at what she had said. Gosh, she really can't tell? she asked herself. "I can handle it. Obviously you seem to breaking," she said, before she poked at Alicia and stepped on her shoes. "Haha." Brittany put her hands onto her hips and smirked.

[alicia rivera]

"Um, its not my fault I'm like...attractive." She rolled her eyes. Just because no one looked at Brittany that way, did not mean she had to call Alicia a slut. "And I've been with the say guy since 7th grade." She said, crossing her arms. "Um. Ow. Bitch." She said, rubbing her arm, where Brittany had poked her. "See what I mean? You are such a freak!" She said, raising her eyebrows as she stepped on her shoes. These were new, Alicia thought to herself angrily, but I am not going to lose my cool. Not here, not now. She laughed as Brittany stepped back. "Poor Britt. You're jealous aren't you? You were always boy crazy." Alicia shook her head. Brittany liked almost all the cute boys in the school, which probably included Josh. He wasn't mean, like some of the crew, but was nice to everyone. "You like my boyfriend, don't you?" Alicia said accusingly. "God, how we used to be friends is beyond me." She said, pursing her glossed lips.

[brittany haynes]

She bit down on her lip, trying not to just punch Alicia in the face. She was sure people would think she was not only a freak, but a girl who needs take anger management. Brittany thought this girl had to be the rudest girl she had ever met in her life. "Me, jealous of you? You have to be kidding me," she rolled her eyes. "I do not have a crush on your boyfriend?! Your fucking insane." Her eyes widened at the insane part. Yeah, Brittany may have liked most of the guys at the school, but she was usually to shy to talk to any of them.

[alicia rivera]

Alicia was about to respond with an insult, but she paused and pulled back. "Wait. Why don't you like my boyfriend? He's like, nice to everyone. And cute. And smart. Aren't you all for smart people?" Alicia said, her brow furrowed. She would understand if Brittany didn't like Derrick or like Troy or something, but Josh seemed like the kind of boy she would like. He was smart, well, he was smart, he just didn't feel like studying for tests, and he was nice, and on top of that he even looked kind of indy, like her. Well, if he wasn't decked out in his usual uniform of Ralph Lauren. She looked around the room and saw all the people, still looking at them. She shot them all a curt smile, a sign to return to their own business, though she didn't blame them. If this was happening with anyone else, Alicia would be watching too. She was a terrible gossip, and planned to be a news reporter someday, so it was important to get all the details.

[brittany haynes]

Brittany wasn't going to admit that she actually like Josh a little bit. Just because she thought he was attractive that it meant she was going to around flirting with someone who was taken. She was obviously not a sleazy girl, she just liked to see the hot guys at the school. Plus, she knew if she said anything about it, Alicia would go off and run her mouth. "What kind sleaze bag do you think I am?" she said raising her eyebrow at Alicia. "I don't like like your boyfriend." She wrinkled her nose at the boyfriend part.

[alicia rivera]

"Oh." Alicia said, kind of suprised. She knew alot of people liked Josh, and since Brittany liked, like, everyone, she assumed she would like Josh too. Remembering that she kind of hated Brittany, she narrowed her chocolate brown eyes and flicking her glossy brown locks off her shoulders. It was a habit. "Well, he obviously doesn't like you. Like the rest of the student body." She said, rolling her eyes. She was really getting tired of fighting with someone so...unimportant to her. "Now, back of freak." She said, pressing her foot down her Brittany's foot, clad in black flats. With another toss of her hair, she walked away and sat down her in chair. Pulling out her cell phone, she texted Dylan to tell her the news. Hopefully she would say something to make her laugh, because Alicia really needed to laugh right now.

[brittany haynes]

She was so angry at Alicia at the moment. When she felt a sharp pain in her foot, her teeath sunk into her bottom lips trying not to scream. She watched as Alicia walked away from her. She didn't know what else to say to her, she went back to her seat and scooped her things into her arms and stomped her way to the door. Before she left she turned around and glared at Alicia. "Your a fucking c***," she muttered in a low voice. Brittany really couldn't believe the word that came out of her mouth. She covered her mouth and left the room. She heard a few gasps from the other kids. She was so furious, that she couldn't help what had come out of her mouth. Brittany felt like she had to leave immediately, or she might get into more trouble.