Real strong

Thump, thump, thump.

Katie felt her heart beat against her rib cage as she ran. Leaves crunched under foot as she tore through the forest. Shadows danced behind her, and she felt the true power of her legs. Her green eyes darted back and forth as she was stopped at the dead end.

"Now, Katie," her pursuiter purred, taking her wrists and pressing her against the wall, "don't run. You just relax and let me kiss you."

"You will never leave me alone until I let you," she snarled, "but I won't let you. I will not fall in love with a player like you. Try all you want."

"I want to kiss you, though," he put his forehead against her, "and then I will leave you."

"I don't believe you," she jerked away.

He grabbed her and pressed her lips against his own. When he kissed her, she kicked him in a place that should never be kicked.

"What is wrong with you?" he demanded.

"You are a son of gun," she huffed, leaving the forest and going back into the school.

In the hallway after school, he came up to her.

"Katie, I keep my word," he smiled at her, "but I want you to think about us."

With that, he walked away. She knew why he liked her. She was a pretty girl with long blonde hair, cunning lime eyes, and a slim figure. But she knew that this guy was a two timer. He sucked the life out of girl's eyes. And she wanted to make him pay for what he did to them before he tried to go out with her.

"Maddie," she looked at her friend, "what do you say about a plan?"

"I say," she smiled, "what about?"

"Rick," Katie declared, "he wants me. Ready for that payback?"

Her friend who was great at evil plans and who'd been heart broken by him grinned evilly.

"I'll get the hammer," she chuckled, pulling Katie off.

Girls were strong. And now they could prove it on the guy who deserved to pay most: Rick Rolands.