Day's had pasted since the meeting and all she and her parents had done was fight, Spinelli was tense, she still didn't know what her parents had decided. It was currently Tuesday and she was on her way home, her backpack weighing down her shoulders from all her homework, Miss. Hallow decided to give during detention. She opened the front door to find the house empty, she started on her homework. By the time she finished it all it was 10pm and she was exhausted but her stomach growled which kept her from sleeping. She groaned before getting up and going to her fridge, finding left over Chinese food. She warmed it up and ate it all while watching wrestling. Time changed and soon 10pm turned into 2am and yet her parents had yet to come home. She dozed off on the couch and the next morning she shot up like a rocket. Their was a gross taste in her mouth and her body was sore from being crampted on the couch. She wiped the drool from her lip and got up, stretching with a yawn before checking the time. Her eyes grew as she saw that she had 10 minutes to get to school. She ran upstairs, putting on a red thigh length tight dress with a metal chain loosely around her waist. She put on red and orange striped socks along with all black vans, then sliping on her black leather jacket and orange beanie. Spraying some perfume, her mind to much in a daze trying to hurry, not even realizing how girlie her outfit really was. She brushed her teeth, put on mascara, eye liner and red lipstick unconsciously and ran out the door. Grabbing her skate board and went as fast as she could, she was about a block away when she heard the late bell ring. She went even faster before she arrived, about 2-3 minutes late. She sighed and walked in, she put her skate board in her locker and went to get a late note from the office. When she entered her first period, gasp echoed from around the room and she gave them a strange look before brushing it off, giving the note to the teacher and taking her seat.

School went by slowly and when lunch came around, she went to the janitors closet. She pulled out glass cleaner and a dirty rag, she started with the bottom floor cleaning every window and glass thing she could find, by the time she finished she needed a new rag and some more cleaner. When she arrived at the janitors closet she saw Butch, "Hey you jerk you're supposed to be helping me!"

"Me, clean? Yeah ri-" He stopped mid sentence as he looked over at her, he wolf whistled and smirked, "You sure do clean up nice, baby."

Spinelli glared, "Go jump off a high bridge!"

"Hey, if I did at least I could die happy after seeing this." He chuckled as she through her supplies at him.

"I was in a hurry and put this crap on without realizing it, leave me alone!" She growled, going inside the closet.

She threw a broom out at him and got a new rag and cleaner, "Start sweeping before I snap your neck."

She walked off cleaning the windows and glass things again except on the second floor.

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Her last period finally came around, she had this class with all her friends. It was art and they all sat together, since she had Miss. Hallow escorting her to every class, she was the first one inside, besides the teacher. She pulled out the drawing she's been working on as class started, her friends still couldn't believe what their Spinelli was wearing, especially Tj. He felt as if someone had shot him through the heart and let loose a million flying insects in his stomach. Through out the day Vince had to hold him back from pounding all the guys that looked at her. He did give the wolf whistler and cat callers a swollen lip or bruised abdomen. He couldn't help the jealousy that took over him, he just wanted Spinelli for himself and that just made him sick because she was his best friend, he couldn't ruin that with some stupid crush.

Meanwhile, Spinelli was having problems of her own, she felt sick to her stomach. She knew something bad had happened but she couldn't quite figure out what it was. The classroom door opened and everyone snapped their necks towards the sound to see who entered. Mr. Tubman, 2 men in nice suits except one one had a baggy jacket that had the initials 'S.S' while the other only had a serious face and a police officer. "Ashley Spinelli," Mr. Tubman said making everyone look at her in confusion.

"But I didn't do anything..." She said, as her cheeks flushed and her heart pounded in her chest.

"We know..." He replied, "We just need you to come with us." She nodded with a nervous sigh, packed her bag and said goodbye to her friends before she was escorted out.