It's been a while. I know. And it is entirely my fault.
Alas, however, it is done, and it is here.
Thank you for waiting for me! (:

My productivity levels were at maximum percentage. In three of the five days I had in detention I had caught up on all the homework I missed from Mr. Fischers class. The look on his face was entirely worth the next two days of empty detention.

I still hadn't met this Hatchet girl, but I had been invited to sit and talk with Pepper and Wanda. Pepper lived with her brother, Grandmother, Uncle, and her own two children in a place she called "Turkey Point". And she was due with this child in two months.

Wanda lived with her parents, who like mine were squared. Hers though, were completely oblivious to her lifestyle choices. We had a good chat untill Mr. Fischer dismissed us at a quarter after four.

I departed from my new friends in the parking lot, and walked in the direction of my home. Quietly talking to myself. I was thinking about how well the last week had gone, and didn't hear the foot steps behind me.

Two of the three squares from the other day grabbed me under my arms, and hauled me off into the little patch of courtyard on the side of the school.

"Not so tough now, without your little ruffian buddies, are you, Drape?" One sneered. The second one that was holding down my legs snickered. "So," One pulled his blade out again, "How about that hair cut I owe you?" He waved the blade in front of my nose.

"Hey boys," A very seductive voice called from the drooping willow not ten yards away. "I bet mine's bigger than your's!"

I strained to look around at who was talking but all I caught was a flash of white-blond hair and a hot pink dress that showed nothing but curves, this heroine of mine was definitely a drape.

"What's this? A regular Wonder Woman, showing up here?" Two sneered from on top of my knees.

"I said, I bet mine is bigger than your's," She chuckled as she slid a large knife out of her bossom. Where she had stored it, I could have only guessed, but it did the trick. The Squares fell backwards off of me, and scrambled to get a few feet away. The blade had obviously startled them. "Do you want me to show you what it is capable of?" She smiled sweetly; she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself.

With no response, the boys got to their feet, and left. No snide comments over their shouders, no obscene genstures, nothing. They just walked away.

"Hiya, Cutie!" She squatted and offered me her hand.

I took the offer and pulled myself up. Her toned arms did not escape my notice. My eyes traced up her arms and over her partially exposed cleavage, past her blond curles that I wished I could tangle my fingers in, on up to her gorgeous face. "Hiya." I replied a little too breathlessly. "May I ask who my savior is, this fine afternoon?" I tried to be smooth.

"The names Mona. But I go a little more infamously by Hatchet-Face." She smiled a slightly crooked, but totally endearing smile.

"So we meet at last?" I asked. "I have heard a bit about you." I smiled back at her. There was something about her permanently raised eyebrow that made me shiver. She was by no means perfect, but in every way she was.

"Well would you care to walk a Lady home?"

She held out her hand, and I offered her my elbow. "It would be my pleasure." I said smiling, still a little dazed at her sudden rescue. She wrapped her hand around the crease of my elbow. "Where to, Madame?"

She laughed and lead me off to the direction I was already headed before I was interrupted.