The next few weeks were boring. Ali ended up moving back in with her uncle, and Henry was being really distant. I had spent 2 whole weeks with just Vic. Not to say I was getting sick of him but, I was getting sick of him. School had just returned from a 2 week break and Belch was beeping his horn outside my bedroom.

"I'm coming, dipshit!" I called down to him.

Sliding my shoe on while hopping down the stairs, Vic was only just walking out of the bathroom.

"Belch said hurry up." I shouted up the stairs to him, looking around the living room for my lighter.

"I've been ready for ages." he shrugged, walking down the stairs.

I ignored his sassy response. "Have you seen my lighter?" I quizzed.

He shook his head, putting one of my hoodies on. He then started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I snapped, throwing a cushion off the sofa.

"Found it." he responded, throwing it at me.

I caught it in one swift move, slipping it into the pocket of my jeans and leaving the house, locking the door behind us. Henry was sitting in the front next to Belch, as per usual, and Ali was sitting on his lap.

"Get in," Henry growled, Blech revving the engine.

We both hopped in over the soft roof and Belch instantly sped off. We drove onto the school lot and then got out, walking to the back of the school, where we always went in the morning.

Henry and Ali were extreamly close.

"So what have you fags been doing for two whole weeks?" Henry asked Vic and I.

"He has been taking advantage of my food and been sleeping on my floor." I answered, rolling my eyes.

"Is that so?" Henry teased.

"No, we fucked 70 times and stole a bank," Vic replied sarcastically.

"The whole bank? Did you's just pick it up and walk off with it." Ali sniggered, leaning back against the wall.

I smirked at her and she rolled her eyes at me.

"What about you's?" I quizzed, ignoring her action.

"We just chilled at my place." Ali shrugged, crossing her arms.

"Is that so?" I responded in the same way Henry did.

"Yes." she spat.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" I smirked.

"Oh, fuck off, Hockstetter." she scoffed, rolling her eyes and facing Henry.

In a spit of anger, I pulled my can of hairspray from the waistband of my jeans and the lighter from my pocket, using both at the same time which caused a massive line of fire to dance right next to her face.

"Nobody tells me to fuck off, especially not a silly girl like yourself" I growled darkly.

She gulped and nodded, leaning closer to Henry to avoid the fire.

I walked off in anger, turning a corner then punching the fuck out a wall.

My stomach felt heavy and my skin was hot to the touch.