A/N Okay. I know how Suspension works; because I have been suspended before. Let's not talk about it; but I have been suspended before. Like, the principal calls your parents and the police might gets involved. (In my case; my old principal have to called the police). So yeah, I was a little too lazy to write it how it's suppose to go. And there's like a little trail with the principal's bosses and you have to wait and be 'good'. And you have to listen to the people decide on your fate.

Minx's POV

*Friday*

I reread Ze's message. Should I, should I not? My foster parents wasn't really surprised that I have been suspended again, for the 3rd time. Next time I get in big trouble; I swear I'm going to be expelled. I glared at the mirror of the bathroom; it's Friday and 2:30pm. I was just staring at the mirror. A bit of acne were breaking out: above my cheeks and forehead; but it wasn't too much acne though.

I run the water from the tap from the bathroom's sink, I stared at the mirror once again. I was still mentally deciding if I should go to dance. I grab the small bottle of the acne cleanser and squirt a bit of the clear gel on my left hang and rub the cleanser on my face. I let the gel stayed on my face for 10 seconds, before waking up from my day-dream. I cupped my hands and took some water and clean off the gel off my face. I let the cold water stay on my face for a few seconds, before grabbed a towel and pat my face with the dry towel.

I sighed once again. I heard my phone started to turn off; must be another message . . . from who? Chilled. He has actually become more closer; he has tried to talk to me. He even asked me to the dance, yesterday. I have already told him that I have been suspended and I told him that I was allow to go to the dance.

But then, when Chilled asked me; I said that I was going with someone else. Maybe I should go, maybe I should say "yes" to Ze, because I already told Chilled that I was going to go and I was going with someone else.

I hang up the towel on the bathroom rack, and I left the bathroom. And then, I grabbed my phone. Ze's last message was him asking me to Dance. I hesitated, before saying "Okay :)". I don't know why I put a smiley face, but I wanted to. Because smiley faces are awesome and totally original. I put my phone on my desk (I apparently have in my room).

I sighed, and sat on my bed. Staring at the floor. My foster sister, Tiffany, is apparently going to help me for this dance. Okay, I'll tell you about Tiffany. Alexis stands at 5'5 (I'm 5'6 by the way), she has purple-blue dyed hair, her dark hair roots were showing, but Tiffany doesn't really care. Tiffany goes to the same school as me, but the problem is; she's in the popular group. But Tiffany, she's nicer than most of them.

That reminds me . . . Cry.

We haven't talked for a long while actually, because you know . . . problems. Like, I still really like Cry, but there's . . . Chilled. Ze -- he's cute and funny. But Cry -- he's mysterious and calm. And everyone knows that when a guy is mysterious, then that guy 100% turns hot. Then Chilled-- he's hot . . . he's really flirty. But then, there's the accident. "Once a cheater, always a cheater" one may say. I guess. Like, I haven't actually heard Chilled's side of the story; all I heard was "Hm, at this party. I accidentally got drunk and I made-out with Jessica."

Like, maybe if I heard Chilled's side of the story, maybe I'll show more . . . sympathy.

Maybe, I should ask Chilled's side of the story at the dance . . .

But the thing is, I'm scared of who Chilled might choose for his date to the dance. It's truly scary actually. I just hoped, that I can get along with his date.