The High School

"I'll talk to ya later," Jem said to Silo, going over to find Sander. "Heyyy Sander. What's up?" She asked him.

Sander looked at Jem and smiled. "Hey. . .nothing much." he seemed to be looking for someone. He smiled. "So is anyone we actually know here?" for once he was being nice, but that could change in seconds.

Evan took a nervous sip of his drink. He wondered if Sander noticed, or cared, that a hip hop song was playing.

Kitty sighed. "I think we're safe for now." she laughed softly. "Is there anyone Sander does like?"

"Those kids he came in with," Evan shrugged.

Kitty laughed. "Kids? I thought they were clones of some yuppir rich man's son."

Evan shrugged. "We're all just genetic copies of half of each of our parents anyways," he smirked.

"Not exactly sure about that." Kitty said.

"Just kidding. But seriously, it's true," Evan said. "Hey... Um... Do you want to have dinner or something sometime?"

Kitty blinked. "Uh, yeah, sure. I mean if you think you could handle eating with me."

"Yeah, if you can handle me," Evan teased.

((have Sander do something 😛))

Kitty laughed. Unnoticed though, her laugh had drawn Sander's attention. Sander scanned the crowd for Kitty. His smile turned into a frown when he saw who she was with. Sneering she shoved his way through the crowd towards the two.

"Shit," Evan mumbled under his breath.

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Kitty blinked before turning almost bumping into Sander. "Hey." she said looking up into his eyes. "What are you doing here Sander?"

"It is a party, I haven't missed one yet."

"Oh." Kitty suddenly became wuiet.

"SO what are you doing talking to this ******?"

"Sander, please, don't." she begged.

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Kitty blinked before turning almost bumping into Sander. "Hey." she said looking up into his eyes. "What are you doing here Sander?"

"It is a party, I haven't missed one yet."

"Oh." Kitty suddenly became wuiet.

"SO what are you doing talking to this ******?"

"Sander, please, don't." she begged. [/B]

Evan put his drink down. "I'm sorry, what did you just call me?" he asked calmly but with a dangerous look in his eye.

Sander smirked. "You heard me, cottonpicker."

"Sander Olafson!" Kitty yelled. "SHut the hell up. Just because you're father owns half the f*cking city don't mean everyone scared of you, and for one night, I would just like peace among my friends."

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Sander smirked. "You heard me, cottonpicker."

"Sander Olafson!" Kitty yelled. "SHut the hell up. Just because you're father owns half the f*cking city don't mean everyone scared of you, and for one night, I would just like peace among my friends."

"Cottenpicker? That's cute, never heard that one before. But I thought you knew I was a half-breed wetback Jamaican?" Evan acted calm until the last second and then sucker punched Sander in the face.

Kitty pulled back. She sighed. "Please stop." she said pulling even towards the back door then out of it. "Are you nuts?" she asked. "If you're gunna punch someone like him, you shouldn't leave him sucking air."

Saner had mentally reeled when Kitty lashed out verbally at him, but when the ****** half-breed dared to lay a finger on him. Oh that was it.

"No, that ****tard just called me a ****ing cottonpicker, what'd you expect me to do, stand there?"

"No, but, I don't know." Kitty sighed. "Ugh, I hate this!" she growled in frustration. "SIlo hates Sander. Sande hates SIlo and you, and you obviously hate Sander. Do any of my friends get along?"