Day number one had come and then gone. Jorey had spent enough time with Spencer and Ashley to figure out the basics on Madison. No big story they’re that she didn’t already suspect.  She just didn’t know exactly what her plan was, but she had to make it good. Day two marked the beginning of Operation Extinguish Head-Cheer-Bitch.

Jorey  found Ashley and Spencer before school, “Hey guys! How’s the morning going?”

“Ehh…up for debate for me.” Ashley said.

“Not to bad here. So, why did you want to know so much about Madison last night?” Spencer asked.

“Well…lemme just say that nobody tells me what to do and I don’t forget things very easily.”

Ashley laughed, “Ooo….that must be code for revenge.”

“Wow…you’ve only known me for about twenty-four hours and you’ve already deciphered my personal code!!” Jorey laughed.

“You think you can handle her? She is pretty whitty when she knows what she’s talking about.” Spencer said.

“She’s no worse than some of the preppy-ass Hoosier girls I’ve dealt with my whole life. So I think I can take her.”

Ashley was smiling as if she had slept with a coat hanger in her mouth, “Well, good luck with that. And let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.”

“Ash…”

“What Spence? Don’t you agree that its time Madison received what she’s had coming to her for the past year?”

“Good point.” Spencer spoke in a monotone voice.

“Well guys I’ve gotta get to Anatomy. I’ll catch up with the two of you at lunch. Cool?”

“k girl, stay outta trouble until gym class!” Ashley said.

Jorey began to walk away and then she looked at Spencer laughing, “Bye.”

Spencer half-heartedly smiled at her, “Bye.”

Anatomy was more than Jorey wanted in her morning. It took everything in her to stay awake. At least up until the moment she was being knocked in the head by a paper ball. She opened her eyes to see the same blonde guy that Spencer had been talking to at basketball practice the night before. The brother? Jorey questioned herself. When he noticed her looking at him he motioned for her to pick up and read the paper wad. As she was unfolding the paper she was hoping that it wasn’t a cheesy pick-up line. It read,