"Sit.", the principal ordered. I took a seat next to Mikkel and Jacob gave him a withering glance. Mikkel smiled slightly to himself, but it disappeared quickly. The principal beckoned us into his room and we stood up and followed.

The three of us sat next to each other with me in the middle. The authority standing in front of us studied us a bit then sat down on his perch behind the desk. This isn't good, I told myself.

"Jacob and Mikkel. Please explain why you were fighting yesterday on school grounds. Jacob was silent. Mikkel was the one who answered.

"It was my fault. I started it. Well, I mean, I was the one who threw the first punch.", Mikkel explained with a humble tone in his voice. The tall, slim principal nodded a bit and looked to Jacob. He refused to make eye contact and remained silent.

"And why, exactly, did you throw a punch?", principal Nathan asked. Mikkel considered this and decided to tell the absolute truth.

"He," Mikkel said pointing at Jacob then pointing at me, "Called her a whore after us arguing about her for a few minutes..."

* * *

I stared wide eyed at Jacob. He looked at the floor and kept his silence to the normal maximum. Mikkel kept eye contact with the principal refusing to look away.

"Miss...Storm, is it?" I nodded my head, "What part do you have in all of this?" I frowned. I didn't exactly know what to tell him.

"I don't really have a part in this. I think. I never said anything to provoke what Jacob said and most certainly didn't do anything to cause their fight.", I said. Mr. Nathan nodded.

"Lianna didn't do anything. I was angry with Mikkel and thought it'd give me the upper hand if I insulted his friend.", Jacob finally broke his silence. Mr. Nathan raised his eyebrows and wrote something on a piece of paper he had in front of him. Mikkel nodded at Jacob's comment.

There was silence as Principal Nathan continued writing on the paper. Jacob closed his eyes and hung his head. Mikkel shook his head and looked at the floor which had suddenly caught his interest. As for me, I kept glancing at the two from time to time.

I heard a buzz in my pocket and took out my phone. Hannah had texted me.

Hannah: Where are you?

Me: In the principal's office. Jacob and Mikkel were fighting over me.

Hannah: That's so swe--Wait, what!

Me: Apparently Jacob said I was a whore to Mik.

Hannah: Whoa...What happened?

Me: Mikkel threw a punch and they had a fist fight.

Hannah: Wow, Mik really must care about you

Me: HUH?!

Hannah: Sorry, my finger slipped. Mik must really care about you to throw punches over that.

Me: It's fine. Listen, Mr. Nathan will get mad at me if he sees me on my phone. Gotta go.

Hannah: Okau. See you after school.

Hannah: Okay.*

I slipped my phone into my pocket and looked at Mikkel who quickly looked away: He had been looking at me. I smiled.

"Lianna you may return to class. You'll be going to your next class since your Math class already ended.", the principal told me. I stood and walked out the door. But before I did I made sure Jacob and Mr. Nathan weren't looking.

"Thanks for defending me.", I whispered in Mikkels ear kissing him on the cheek. I swear, he blushed bright red as he widened his eyes. I walked out the door and continued down the hall turning into a tomato myself. The I realized something: I was wearing lipstick that day. Mikkel now had a bright red lip mark on his left cheek. Scar won't like that one bit, now will she?, I laughed to myself. I walked to Biology class and sat down in the only seat available: To my surprise it was next to Hannah!

"Pssst. Hannah! What are you doing here?", I asked with an excited whisper. Hannah snapped her head over to me and smiled.

"My schedule got flipped and scattered everywhere. I have Biology with you now! And, luckily, I still have lunch and Study Hall with you.", she whispered back. Wait a minute..., I said in my head, Of all the people this would happen to, why would it be Hannah? She basically...CONTROLS THE SCHEDULES! I widened my eyes as I noticed Hannah giving me mischievous glances.

"You sneaky little wizard!", I gasped. Hannah grinned with pearly white teeth. The teacher came around and stopped at my desk.

"Homework?", he said annoyed. I dug around in my binder and pulled it out.

"Sorry.", I said handing it to him. He sniffed and kept going around the room. I grumbled, knowing I would face Scar's wrath at some point.

The rest of the day went smoothly. Until the end of school came. Mikkel offered to walk me home and I gladly accepted it. The day was fine. The North Carolina sun was beautiful and puffy clouds dotted the bright blue sky. I looked at Mikkel and smiled. He was slightly taller than me, but, man, was he cute. Mikkel continued talking about his sibling and I listened.

"Hey Lianna?", Mikkel asked.

"Mm?", I replied. We had just reached my home.

"Me and some friends are going whitewater rafting this weekend down the Ocoee. I was wondering if you wanted to come." he said with some nervousness, "Not that it's a d--" I cut him off.

"I'd love that, Mikkel.", I replied happily. His eyes lit up as he gave me this goofy grin.

"Great! I'll tell my friends you're coming!", Mikkel said. I nodded and tugged on his arm.

"C'mon. Why don't I introduce you to my parents?", I asked. His cheeks flushed.

"Uh, n-no, Lianna. I can't. Normally you only do that if--", I cut him and his pitiful stammering off again.

"We pretty much already are, Mikkel.", I said with glee. He rolled his eyes and allowed me to drag him inside the house.

* * *

"MOM! DAD! I'M HOME! AND I BROUGHT A FRIEND", I yelled out. I paused about ten seconds before saying the last statement. At the ending comment, I heard several clanging sounds and saw my mom rush out of the kitchen. My dad walked down the stairs and immediately noticed Mikkel. And the fact that we were holding hands. My dad was pretty laid back. He wasn't one of those dads who would pull a shotgun on his daughter's boyfriend or anything.

My parents looked at me and Mikkel with adoring faces. Then my mom dropped the bomb.

"Awww, he's so handsome! He'll make a great husband, won't he Mark?", my mom swooned.

End