"Wake up!" Someone yelled right in front of my face. I jumped up and hit the person in the face with my face. I groaned as I looked at the person, grabbing my face. It was Dinger, holding his face.

"What the hell kid." I was rubbing the bridge of my nose. Bobby was sitting up in his bed rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"Ouch. Why'd you do that?" He walked over to the end of the bed and sat down.

"It's your fault. What do you expect when you just screamed in my face." I looked at the clock. "Oh shit!" It was 7:45. I jumped up and ran to my suitcase grabbing my white long sleeve button up and plaid black and yellow skirt I wore the day I came here (think of Cher's outfit in debate class. Clueless). I ran to the bathroom accidentally pushing over Aunt Kit in the process.

"I'm sorry aunt Kit, I gotta get in the shower." I ran into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I got in and wasted no time. I got out and got dressed. I went back into Bobby's room and he was still in bed.

I looked over it was now 8:00 we had school in 25 minutes. I was almost ready and now putting my shoes on.

"Kit tell Bobby to wake up!" Uncle Gus yelled. "Delilah can you tell him to get up?" And with that he walked off.

"Hey, Bob." I walked over and shook him. "Bobby, Bobster, Bobby!" His eyes opened.

"I'm up! What time is it?" He yawned.

"It's 8." His eyes widened and he ran to the bathroom. I've never seen a guy move that fast. Especially him. Since when the hell does he care about being late to school?

~~

We walked the usual way, through the old guy's lawn. Earning a few shouts, blah blah. I noticed something odd with dinger though. He had stopped walking and was just staring at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." I winked and walked passed him. I walked to my locker and opened it.

"God damn, check out the tits on this one." I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around and came face to face with a blond boy with an ugly studded leather jacket.

"Excuse Me? Who the hell do you think you are?" I asked furiously.

"Calm down babe." He had put his around me and his hand was dangerously close to my boob. His little gang on both sides of me so I had no way out. God where is Bobby when you need him.

"Babe?" I said looking at him as he lead me to my first hour. I guess we have the same class.

"Yeah toots." He said puckering his lips. I rolled my eyes in disgust.

He was like 2 or 3 inches shorter than me. He had stopped and pushed me against the lockers. He came closer and tried to kiss me. I pushed him off.

"Ew get off me you sick little perv!" Just then I saw Dinger.

"Hey get the hell away from her dumbass!" He shoved Dumas off me.

"Oh that's Dumas Dinger. You know that's French." Dumas said.

"You mean dumbass. It might be a foreign object but it ain't French." Dinger said, pulling me behind him.

"Ahaha. I will remember this little man." He said backing away and going the opposite direction.

"Who the hell was that?" I ask, both of us watching Dumas round the corner.

"That Delilah, was a Dumas."

"That's was the worst experience I have ever had in my entire life. And I've had lots." I said brushing My self off.

"Oh really?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"Yeah really, c'mon were gonna be late." I grabbed Dinger's hand and speed walked to class. Once we got there I went to let go of his hand, but he didn't let me.

"Uh, Dinger?" I looked at him.

"Yeah?" He smiled.

"Well, ya gotta let go of my hand some time." I chuckled.

"Oh, haha, sorry." A part of me didn't want him to let go. What the hell is going on here Delilah?!

~~

First hour went by fast. It just consisted of Dinger and and I throwing paper balls at each other. I sat down in the desk, debating whether I should pay attention in this class, 2nd hour, or not. Just then somebody sat down behind me.

"Hey Delilah." I turned around to see Joel.

"Oh, hey Joel." I smiled and then remembered the movie 'date' last night. He frowned.

"I see you forgot our movie huh?"

"Oh I'm so sorry Joel. I totally forgot, uh, how bout we go tonight?" I asked.

"Sure. Same time?" He asked.

"No I was thinking a bit later."

"Ok, by the way I love your hair. It's very, Dingerlicious." He chuckled. I laughed nervously. I didn't know whether it was a compliment or an insult.

~~

I got home before Bobby and Dinger. I decided to get ready earlier so I didn't have to worry.

"Hey mom, dad." They were in the living room. My mother, knitting? Since when? And my father reading the newspaper. Classic dad.

"I'm going to the movies." No response. They didn't even look up.

"With who you ask? With this nice boy named Joel." Nothing. God I just had to jinx it earlier huh?

"Oh don't worry I'll be home after 11." I stomped up the stairs. I slammed Bobby's door and threw myself on my 'bed'. I was pissed.

"Why have a daughter, when you're not even gonna pay attention to her, huh?" I said aloud.

"God I wish Dinger's mom could just run me over in her Volvo." I sighed into the pillow.

"Are you sure about that Delilah? I mean it really hurt." Shit, I looked over to see Dinger limping toward me.

"Yeah I'm sure. Now go away death breath." He smelled of cancer sticks and mint gum. And a bit of weed. God this kid is messed up and ugly. No he's not, he's hot. What the actual fuck?

"Aw I'm just trying to help." He said flopping down next to me.

"I said go away death breath." I got super close to his face.

"Make me." He said. And before I could answer he smashed his lips to mine.

~~

Oooo cliffhanger huh? Yeah you sure bet. Hahaha. I'm evil. Well We'll see ya.