Heard it All Before [Open]

[Ayden Wolfe]

Damn.

Second day of school at Midnight Harbour High, and he was already in the principal's office. He sat in the chair opposite the principal as he spoke, head down, half listening and half thinking about what he was going to tackle for lunch this afternoon. ..."I understand, its difficult fitting in at schools. But getting into fights with fellow students is just unacceptable." He quickly responded. "I was just helping out someone who was getting-" He was interrupted, "I don't want to hear your excuses Mr Wolfe. I don't want to call your father, so I'm just going to give you a warning. We accepted you into this school, knowing your history of getting in the wrong crowds and causing trouble. Now, I am all about fresh starts, but you have to meet me half way. Do you think you can do that for me?" He sighed softly. Yes...But what if anymore students get-" "I don't want you to cloud your thoughts thinking about the 'what ifs' and worry about being on your best behaviour in your tenure at Midnight Harbour High..."

He closed the door behind him, walking out slowly with a sigh. He had only been here two days and he was already being hounded by the principal. Some things just didn't change, it seemed. No matter how hard he tried to get away from them. He had recieved this lecture from his father already, he didn't need one from the principal as well. 'Keep up the grades...Don't cause any trouble...Don't get into the wrong crowd...' He was just tired of hearing it over and over again and just couldn't shake it off it seemed. He wanted a fresh start, more than anyone. But these things...Like what happened today, just got in his way and tested him. Knowing who he is, he couldn't just sit back and watch some poor kid get bullied for probably no logical reason at all.

He took one last glance over at the office before beginning to walk back out, hopefully get something to eat and maybe meet some more people. Maybe he'd even run into Holden again? He seemed like an alright bloke, who was just on the wrong end of the sword, or in his case, the big bully's fist. As he walked off, he didn't notice where he was walking and bumped into someone who came in the opposite direction. He stepped back softly, looking up at the girl with concern. "Hey uh...Sorry. Wasn't paying attention."

[Jaime Stone]

Oh boy. Oh god, what was this? This was so - teen girl in the smit. It sucked really, but as she walked down the hall she couldn't help but giggle. She had a facebook stalker, finally the day had come when the sad and sick individual who looks at girl's profile pictures and likes all of there status's has manifested in Jaime's life. His name was Rupert, and he was in college and was pimply, a footballer and was supposedly into Jaime ever since he saw her at Harbor Town. Poor, misguided Rupert, did he even know that she was sixteen. Did he have eyes? And now she was getting pm's like 'your sexy', 'wanna go out to TMC tonight?' and 'i want to meet you'. And what did Jaime do? She ignored his messages, showed them to her friends and laughed a little bit. It was the problem with social media in the coming age, with the acceptance of a friend request and this friend can look into many aspects of your life. If he liked her, she would prefer the face-to-face thing. Not that she would say yes, but even though she was classed as the rebel chick she still had class.

It was a common gift that in American High Schools you have to develop. That is the dodging of people coming the opposite direction in record time. The highly respected didn't move, the low respected students basically played dodgeball in a side-to-side leaping progression and those that couldn't care less, keep to themselves and move through people. As she looked down at her phone checking another message from sad and lonely Rupert, she was able to use her perihperal vision to dodge the students of MHH, and did it with success. Finally, she messaged the guy back. Um, hi Just so you know, I am sixteen, in a band and eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast. It is spineless and pretty damn petty that guys have to use facebook to try and get in a girl's pants. Grow some balls! xxx At least that was settled down, and maybe if he did reply with an apology or something she might do the same. But really - college boys? They would just look some other chick to scam on, and Jaime just hoped that they next girl would have some common sense.

But as she walked, she didn't see him. There was always that one person you crash into and phones and accessories go flying. For Jaime it was her phone and her bag that fell to the floor. She gasped, dropping everything. She wasn't the kind of girl that took sudden surprises well, and she was kind of immoblized when it happened. Looking down at her phone, she heard the guy and bent down to pick her stuff up. "Oh god, no its okay. Attention deficient here as well". Usually she would be all RAWR and swearing at the person, but that only if she knew them and knew that they probably meant it and didn't care. But she didn't know this guy, and casting her sidebag back over her shoulder and picking up her phone, she gave him a smile. Kind of breathy smile from the surprise, but a smile none the less. "Let's just blame it on gravity and let it slide, shall we?". She said, inspecting her phone for a second. No new scratches, just ones that she had gotten over the past few months. So he didn't deserve to loose any limbs today. "You must be the new guy, right? I'm Jaimee". She said, putting her phone in her left hand and shaking the guy's hand. He was cute. Guess not all of the guys in the world are dumbfounded when it comes to girls.

[Ayden Wolfe]

He smirked at her comment. Well, it was good to know that he wasn't the only one to blame for her dropping all of her stuff onto the floor. He felt bad, so he helped her pick some of it up for her, then handed it to her with the smirk still on his face. "Thats good, here I was thinking I was the only one going around bumping into people." He continued to smirk as she spoke on. She seemed like a sweet girl, like the type of friend he would have. In Miami he seemed to affiliate himself with all of the jocks and prissy girls; they were fun, no doubt about that, but they seemed to lack a lot of substance. And being so judgemental and all, made it difficult with his extra-curricular activities. How was he supposed to explain to them of all people that he was climbing out of windows at midnight and making visits to the cemetery, nonetheless to fight vampires! Social outcast, for sure.

He nodded as she introduced herself to him, and commented on him being the new guy. Of course she was going to say that, everyone around here seemed to jump at the new people and notice them instantly. He didn't think this school was that small? Heck, in Miami, you could go years without even seeing a face and then wonder, did you just start? Though, at least this girl seemed normal, for actual 'normal' standards not his own standards of normal. If that was the case, a headless vampire would probably be normal by his standards. But, she wasn't pouncing all over him trying to interrogate him, so it was a start. Maybe there was hope for people in this town after all?

He chuckled. "Yep, you guessed it. I'm Ayden, though not sure if you already saw that in the 'new kid file.'" He was teasing, something he did quite often, regardless of whether he actually knew someone or something. The way he saw it, if people couldn't take him for who he was, why should he even bother? "So, uh...Are you doing anything right now, apart from bumping into cute guys? If you're not busy, wanna grab a bite or something? You know, new guy and all." He smiled softly as he looked on at her, hoping she'd agree to this or wasn't too busy. He needed to make friends, and was trying to select the right ones. Yeah, what right did he have to be so picky?

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[Jaime Stone]

It was kind of cliched a little bit. The lonely girl walking the halls, crashing into the lonely boy and friendship sparks. Well, a potential friendship. And by the looks of this guy, she was keen to be friends with him. Jaime wasn't the kind of girl to throw herself at a guy, or to accept a guy throwing themselves at him because she can tell that about a guy. Where they look, the way they act, the ecotistic tone in there voice that screams player. She mocks people like that. But this guy, he didn't just walk away or around her, saying a sorry but dismissing her like many Californian boys now days. He stopped, said his sorry and helped her pick her things up. She was happy that the things were books and sheets of loose paper, not tampons which would have really put a break on a kind meeting and pressed the start button on a moment of awkwardness. Giving him a smile at his comment, she fixed her bag on her shoulder and flicked the fringe out of her face slightly. "In a school like this, you definitely won't just find one person crashing into someone. Correction, you won't find someone crashing into someone and being apologetic about it. You must be one of a kind". She said with a smile. See, she can be cute sometimes.

New kids in schools had their identity spread like a giant rumor. She knew by eight o'clock the previous morning that there was a transfer, some guy from Miami. And by his tan and attitude, it seemed that Miami is where al lthe decent guys were situated, and Midnight Harbor just got all the losers. She smirked slightly at his comment. Now she seemed like the nosiest bitch in the world, sussing into the new kids every week. She shook her head slightly and looked at him. "No file, just a small school with a mass amounts of kids where rumors spread faster then Audrey Shepard's legs". When Audrey pointed out Jaime's scars in front of the whole girl's locker room, Jaime hasn't been to forgiving of that. In pure truth she wanted to punch the chick in the face, but she didn't want to lower herself to pettiness and patheticness that the prissiest bitch in the school flaunted so naturally. "Don't be surprised, I might be sweet but a petite little lady I am not. Aside from that, it's good to meet you. But I like your name, Ayden, its - cute?". Was that completely violating the guy code; having a girl say that there name was cute. Jaime put on an awkward expression, and thought the guy was just going to keep cruising past - but he didn't. He was basically asking her out on a date? Okay, hold the phone!

Jaime wasn't exactly the best when it came to guys. She has friends and that's all good, but a date is different. They expect you to act yourself, to get to know you or whatever. Even if it is just as a friends thing, it is hard for her to open up just a little to people. Her heart jumped slightly, but really she was thinking with her nerves, not her mind. She had a good read on people, right? All she got from this guy is a new kid, wanting to make friends and having a good and wholesome personality, no agender's or bad traits except that he seemed slightly conflicted, as if he was hiding something by the way he was kind of tip-toeing around here. And she knew all of this within a few minutes, maybe she was psychic. Or maybe she was just good at seeing the good and bad in people. Never the less, with only a second of hesitation she gave him a warm smile. She was hungry so why not. "Um, sure. I'd like that. I could give you grand tour of Midnight Harbor High School but I don't want you to either die of boredom or be driven to transfer. Okay, I'm babbling". What was wrong with her? She was spazing out, rambling and she was pretty sure that she was blushing. Oh, this was just great. "But how about we start with food, and maybe you can tell me a bit about yourself?". She just hoped he wasn't going to ask about her, and turning she lead the way to the cafeteria side-by-side.

[Ayden Wolfe]

He raised an eyebrow as she spoke. "Sounds like I'll have to wear my old football padding every day then, huh? If you're gonna get bumped into, at least make sure they fall on their ass and you're left standing. Consider yourself lucky I didn't know about this earlier," he chuckled. It was weird, he had just met this young lady and he felt like he could be open and say what was on his mind, and just enjoy himself. He didn't like having to hold back on what he said, and although he usually didn't anyway, it was good to feel comfortable in saying it anyway. He shrugged softly. "Can't help it really, sometimes I don't know my own strength even without the pads and injure someone. I usually just apologise in advance now for whatever comes next. But you seem okay, you must be one of the tough ones," he smirked softly.

"Hmm. That explains it. But where is this Audrey Shepard, and when can I take her home?" He chuckled, hoping that Jaime caught onto his joke and didn't think he was actually serious. Sure, he got around, but he wasn't some kind of sleeze like many might think he is. He was assuming she was the queen b at this school, it was so easy to tell just from the description. He used to be friends with that girl, maybe he would again, who knows. All he knew, was that he was in that clique and wasn't sure if he wanted to be again.

He smiled as she complimented his name. But...Cute? Maybe sexy, amazing or hot, but cute? He disliked the word cute. Sure, to many it meant the same thing as hot, but there was also the "baby coo choo" kind of cute which annoyed him. "Thanks," he replied, keeping the smile on his expression. He nodded at her offer for food. "Sounds perfect, starving." He smirked softly. It would be good to hang out with someone different. It was good to have a few different friends and not just one. It could be kind of depressing, really.

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[Jaime Stone]

It seemed with every word she learnt something else about tall, tanned and nice. One thing was that he used to play football. Personally, Jaime kind of hated most of the jocks at school. Not because of football, but because football gives them the ultimate ego boost so they can walk the halls feeling like they are Gods, but Jaime just thinks it is funny. Over confidence has never done anyone any good ever, and for jocks it just makes them twice more arrogant and a million times less unattractive. Some girls might like that, but Jaime was not some girls. But really, she was picking. She was going 'football - urgh' because she was searching for his flaws because she liked him, and she was picking out everything as pros and cons. This isn't an OCD thing, it is more of a safety proceedure. She finds it hard to trust people, or be around people that could hurt her or who are different to what they first appear. But she had to think about this fairy. Football, that's good so he is fit and healthy. See, she was working on her judgements.

She smiled about his comment as they walked, and took it as a compliment. It was true, she was tough. She wasn't going to hide it. She was a fighter, and not many girls could say that or call themselves tough. But Jaime had been through enough to be able to call herself tough, and that just reminded her of that. "Well aren't you the kindest person I know. But by this school's standards of girl power, then yeah I am tough. Well toughish, I can't stand fire. Scares the crap out of me, but apart from that consider me a walking plank of metal". She said, and just realized the badness behind what she just said. "With boobs". She smirked. Okay, she could maybe come off as quirky or insane, it was his pick. But she really didn't want to look like a spastic in this situation. She gulped slightly, and could hear her heart pounding slightly in her ears. For shit's sake Jamie, get a grip. So enhaling, she calmed herself and listened to what he had to say.

She couldn't help but laugh. He didn't have to worry, she took it as a joke. She knew he was joking. If he wasn't then, she would just leave him standing in the hall by himself any second now, but laughed softly as she then looked to him. "Okay, only someone that hasn't met Audrey could say that. She is basically a cruel, stuck up and judgemental bitch. I mean, if she is cool to you then I am not saying not be nice to her, but she has done wrong by me. So - but something tells me that your nice to everyone. Mr Sinless". She smiled and then looked a head and spotted the cafeteria. She could not wait to eat. She was trying to cramp her stomach so the groaning noises of her stomach couldn't be heard because the thoughts of indigestion in a girl would probably cause a massive derection. But he was happy to eat with her, but her remark on his name being 'cute' kind of cast a big elephant in the halls. She had might as well try to fix that a bit. "I'm also coming to a realization that calling a guy's name cute is probably not the most empowering word, so what do you prefer. Amazing, extraordinary - um, sexy?". She said cheekily as they walked into the cafeteria.

[Ayden Wolfe]

He chuckled softly. "Well, a plank of metal has never looked so good," he replied. Ayden was known for being rather charming, even outside of his popularity back in the day. He just seemed to know the right things to say and when to say them. It didn't just help him woo over the girl, but in getting out of tight situations or things like that. It was weird, hearing her referring to him as 'nice' though. He never really thought of himself that way, he was usually an asshole because people couldn't handle him speaking his mind most of the time. And the popularity and thrills of being on the football team got to him, of course, and that did make him that way. Maybe he was mellowing out? He wasn't sure, but it could be due to having the 'hero complex' since being the slayer.

Smirking softly at her description of Audrey, he scratched the back of his head before speaking. "Yeah, I've known a few like her in my time. Not the easiest to get along with most of the time. I'm guessing stereotypes are pretty strong here then? I can already guess which one she is," he added, chuckling lightly as he finished speaking. This Audrey girl sounded...Interesting. He was sure he would be dealing with her at some point, whether he would enjoy the introductions, or not.

Hearing her speak of him being "Mr Sinless" just made him want to laugh. Was this chick alright, because she couldn't be thinking about him? "Oh don't you worry, I'm sure there will be someone here who has their fair share of problems with me. Knowing my history in causing conflict, likely many. Already had a run in with some grunt, just the standard, you know, saving a damsel from the big bad bully. In this case though, the damsel was some guy. Probably wouldn't like me calling him a damsel, but what the hell?" He smirked. And didn't all girls like to hear about the guy saving the kids from the bully?

"Hmm. How bout a combination of all three? I wouldn't complain," he responded with a slightly cocky grin on his face. There it goes, the girl being all charming with him and he starts getting an ego. Well, a bigger one than he already had. "You know Jaime, I like you, I really do. You know how to make me feel like that attractive, cool guy, only because its true of course." He chuckled, joking with the girl. So what with the fun of a little overconfidence?

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[Jaime Stone]

Usually flattery would get you no where, but it was scoring Ayden major brownie points. She looked to him with a smile. Sure she was a tough bitch, but even some smooth talk can work on her. She could tell he was interested, and had that whole beach-boy charm working for him. But she couldn't help wonder how many girls he had tried this on. Yes, this was Jaime Stone; a truck full of trust issues due to her mother working so hard to stab the living shit out of her. If it wasn't for her though, Jaime would be naive, and manipulable. She would hate that, so in a way she is blessed with bad circumstances. Only in some ways, the others are more negative. Like the fact that it has been nearly two years since she has had a good night sleep. But some things in her life make everything that little bit better. Prime example; her friends. So looking at him, she smiled softly. "Thanks". She said. Although, he hadn't seen her scars yet. Like everyone she would go down that road when she came to it, but really, Jaime was massively insecure. The girl hadn't even ever been kissed. There were a few creeps around here and there that tried to crack onto her, and would kiss for maybe five seconds with with a breath of bad odor and bourbon. But she had never been 'kissed' kissed, she hadn't been - anywhere with a guy. Okay yes, miss tough bitch is a virgin, sue her!

Stereotypes were fun. Because Jaime smokes and occasionally skips school and has scars, some of the year think she is a drug addict or a hooker. Those are the ones she heard around school, even though she thought drugs were fowl and she hadn't even had sex yet. High school kids can be so creative! Chuckling slightly, she couldn't help but be creative in this situation. "I think she would be classed as a back-stabber, a bitch and spoilt brat. I wouldn't just the girl further then I could throw here. She is the kind that will find someone's weakness, the one thing that they don't want put out in the open, and will do just that. Humiliation is definitely her forte. Sorry for the bitch rant, I just - - I don't respect those that disrespect. Well at least that's my moto". She said as she walked into the cafeteria, students rushing around finding a table or picking up a plate of the lunch ladies' special consisting of week old meat chucks and a couple of locks of grey hair sticking out from on top. Gotta love public school food!

Rightio, it was him that broke up that fight yesterday. Joey Blooms usually took it upon himself to pick on the new people. He must be a dog or something because he gets way to territorial. Especially with the guys that look like competition, and that jock just loves to inflict pain. Sean told her about it and Jaime really wanted to give Joey a surprise visit and kick him straight in the man-junk, but suspensions for violence last longer then truancy, so she let it slide. "So your the hero from yesterday? Don't worry about Joey Blooms, once he grabs my ass so I punched him in the face. Fell like a sack of sand, I just chock it up to a guy who is a bit to big for his boots. And I have seen that Damsel, Hogan or something, he definitely doesn't look like a damsel. But you can tell a lot about a person that would put themselves in the line of fire for a stranger, means there brave and loyal, two very good qualities". She said with a nudge and then looked over and saw Joey over by the corner with the football players and cheerleaders. "Speak of the devil, be careful. He usually loves to start stuff in public places". She said as she got to the back of the line and grabbed a tray.

Oh yes, she loved it. Jaime in the manner of being the cute little chick that she is was able to stroke the muscular ego of Ayden, and now he felt like the top of the world. At what he said, she chuckled slightly at him and turned from him, moving further down the line and shook her head slightly. He was hot, and he had the kind of out there personality. And a big knack for teasing. Was she having a dream, because she can't remember the last time she actually had a good dream. "It's not everyday that you meet a hottie in the halls that - wow - can manage to kiss his own ass so fluently". She said, being silent for a second before playful shoving him slightly, but delicately, on his right peck as she smirked. "I'm just playing, and maybe just a little bit of truth to what you said". She giggled, gesturing a 'little bit' with her index and thumb being only like half an inch apart. She smirked and then turned from him, but couldn't help spotting that Joey was getting up. Crap!

[Ayden Wolfe]

Wow, this girl was right, she did like rambling a bit too much. She was going on about this Audrey chick as though she had some personal vendetta against her; he wasn't familiar with the two of their histories, and quite frankly, wasn't going to even attempt to become involved in it either. As nice as this girl was, she seemed like the type who had never had a boyfriend before, or something. He would think she would realize that he wasn't "one of the girls" who was going to gossip about everyone and anyone. He wasn't interested in gossip, he would prefer talking about sex, football or something at least remotely interesting. Sure, hearing all those qualities of Audrey was interesting, but he tried making impressions based on someone once he meets them anyway.

He smiled at her comment. "Oh, so I'm a hero now, am I? If saving a guy was all I had to do to get that title, I would've saved more kids more often," he chuckled slightly. He wasn't the 'hero' type of guy anyway, he didn't save people for the grattitude or anything like that, he just stepped in when he didn't see something as right. Being the slayer wasn't being a hero, it was just a gift he was given and told to run with. If he didn't have these gifts, he wouldn't have been this type of person really, so how could that even be referred to as a hero?

"Awe, brave and loyal too? You really are full of the compliments today, aren't you? You definantly know how to make a guy feel all good inside, don't you?" He smiled softly. It was nice words to hear, however he just didn't think they applied to him. But he wasn't going to get into a discussion with that about it, he would just take them for what they were; compliments. She soon noticed the guy they were talking about, and he confirmed that the guy was the one who he slammed into a locker after bullying Holden yesturday. He brushed him off, grabbing the tray and continuing on with Jaime. "Yeah, don't think he is in a rush to start anything with me today. Yesturday he learned what getting slammed into a locker feels like, I don't think he wants to learn what it feels like to get a tray of food in his face. Or maybe he does, he looks like he enjoys food a little too much..." He smirked softly, noticing the guy staring at him for a moment, the others he is with gossiping towards him, before the bully turned away and nudged them to turn away also.

He smirked softly as she spoke on. "Oh no, you're wrong there. I get other people to kiss my ass for me. It works wonders," he replied teasingly. It was good to talk to someone who was able to challenge him with the wittiness as well as he usually gives it out to others. It was refreshing. "But loving these compliments you're throwing out today." He chuckled briefly. However he turned, as it seemed big ol' Joey did want a tray of food in his face sooner rather than later. He approached with his little entourage of footballers. He smirked softly as he came face to face with him. "Oh, its the new kid again, huh? What are you going to do? I heard you got warned by the principal, if you even lay a hand on me, I'll make sure you get kicked out and sent packing to wherever the hell you came from." As much as he hated to admit it, this guy was right, he couldn't cause any more trouble. But at the same time, he wasn't going to have some bully in his face talking smack. He dealt with vampires on a regular basis, this guy wasn't going to scare him. "Okay, you win. I'll give you a deal, stay out of my way and I won't break your arm. Sounds good? Sweet," he stated, before looking towards Jaime. "Come on, got better things to do." He added, walking past Joey and over to one of the empty tables.

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[Jaime Stone]

He didn't see it, but she could. He could say it all he wanted, but Jaime could feel something about him. A strength like no other, a heart so open to strangers that he could just smother the whole world, and a warmth. A warmth of something inside him burning bright, and she could almost see it radiating out of him. Not a hero? The only thing stopping that is the fact that he really didn't see himself as that; a hero. And Jaime didn't know what it was, but she could see it. "Well, maybe you should". She gave him a warm smile and kept moving. She actually liked this guy. It was - different. Usually modern males are fixed on 'getting it in' or 'tapping that', but no. It was more of a connection. Listen to her, sounding like a teen in the smit but it wasn't like that, she just liked the guy. Finally it is proven that she does have a sex-drive, but just to keep safe she would let it sit dorment for a bit. It might be depressing, that Jaime has never known love. How could she, no one has ever loved her. The closest to a maturnal bond that she had with her mother was pulling a pair of sheers out of her mothers head, and her father, forget about it. But in reality, how can you expect someone to be able to be close or to love someone, when they have never had love shown to them before?

She just looked at Joey. What a punk, seriously! Ayden really wasn't threatened at all, but Jaime was. She knew how the school took violence, and Joey being the golden child in the principal's eyes, Jaime knew who would be burned from this. If Ayden retaliated, or hurt him in any way, then Ayden would be suspended for sure. And Jaime kinda knew that Ayden was looking for a fresh start, not a stale suspension. Looking at Ayden for a second, she just hoped Joey didn't start anything. "True that. Joey is the principal's nephew, he can get away with anything. Punk with a capital 'P' if you ask me". She said, getting her tray of - well, slop and starting to move a bit. She smirked at what he said and then looked to him for a second. She was getting all coy and shy, this was sick! "No problem". She said, but then as they moved someone stepped in there way; Joey. Okay, she was right then. Being the principals little bitch had it upsides, and the fact that Joey was starting something in the cafeteria without a care was proof of that. It pissed Jaime off, but Ayden handled it. Or - so he thought.

Ayden told her that they were going, and he moved passed Joey to a table. Jaime was kind of on edge at this moment, and as she went to follow Ayden, she couldn't believe what this guy was doing. Joey snatched Jaime's tray from her hands. "Hey, what the -". But he held it strong, prying it from her fingers quickly as he spun around and moved towards Ayden to strike it down on the back of his head. Ayden couldn't afford to get in trouble right now, but hey, Jaime gets in trouble on a daily basis. And embarrasing the hell out of Joey was a bonus. Moving up behind Joey, she grabbed hold of the tray as he went to swing it from over his should onto the kid. Grabbing it, she slipped it out of his hands and spun, swinging the tray and smashing Joey in the back. Joey staggered forwards, mashed spuds and goop all over his back as Jaime tossed the tray onto the ground. "Your dead meat Stone", he growled at her as she smirked at him. "Get in line". He moved towards her to grab her, but she was ready. Shooting both hands to her sides, she palmed his arms away. Swinging her hands back to her, she sent a double upper cut up the guys face. The gasp of the peers that Joey was getting hit by a girl echoed through the room. She then sent a punch straight into Joey's face as he staggered backwards, a line of blood coming from his nostril as he looked at the blood on his hand, and back to her. He was - shocked really, and Jaime had both fists up and smirked. This was so worth it now. Charging back at her, he took all morals aside and swung a punch at Jaime. Punching her across the face, she realized something; Joey punches like a girl. Swinging her head back, she swung a backhand punch at his face, smashing him across the cheak. Swinging, she sent a low kick into his gut as he groaned in pain, and then swung a hard punch and punched him across the jaw. Point thousand for Jaime, minus a million for Joey.

Looking at him, his lip was busted and he looked really, really warn out. Jaime decided to finish it, and swinging her foot she sent a round-house kick at his face. Kicking him, Joey swung and smashed into a table, falling to the ground. Jaime didn't know what to expect right now, but breathing heavily she looked around and actually heard applause from every angle. Seemed that Joey wasn't as popular as he thought, and Jaime then looked to Ayden. Moving towards him slightly, she then felt something from behind. Hard hands grabbing her arms as she looked over her shoulder and saw an English teacher holding her. She was in trouble now, and then looked to Ayden. "Don't worry, I'll be fine". She did what a friend would, and took the blame. Maybe it wasn't the right thing to do, I mean Joey was pretty beat up, but she is there for her friends, and always has been. Jaime is suspended for five days, and can't wait to see the expression on Cordelia's face when she tells her.