She was drinking a lemonade, sure it was a bar but Zoe never drank, it was just a very stupid thing to do and besides it just tasted nasty. She did it once, and it was such a horrible experience for her. It was at a party, all the popular girls were there and Zoe was trying to fit in, it was such a dumb thing to do, but she was feeling lonely. Her parents had just died and she had just met her watcher and realized that her future was totally screwed. So yes, she had a few drinks. She could still feel the burning sensation down her throat by just thinking about it. It only took a few drinks and she was done for, dizzy and acting like a total fool. She remember waking up the next morning with a horrible migraine, thirsty and nauseaus.

Of course, that following monday the entire school knew about the incident, thanks to non other that Brook...that bitch. Zoe hates her, she thinks she is so much better than anyone else, just because she is rich and beutiful and popular and...

Another drink of lemonade and Zoe is ready to take a little trip to the ladies room.Nothing was happening tonight, she didn't even know why her watcher had asked her to check out this place, maybe it was a trick to see if she would be responsible and stay away from the booze. That didn't surprise her, JAck was always doing stuff like this.

She got off her chair and started walking towards the bathroom. People were acting so stupid all around, and Zoe had enough of that smell of acohol and cigarette smoke. It was starting to burn her eyes, this was so not the place for her. The bathroom was busy, no surprise there. She could hear some girl growling, spitting and sobbing. Great, some drunk girl is throwing up and making a mess of the place, there was no way Zoe was using that bathroom now.

As she started to head for the doors she noticed a fight was starting. A girl, she seemed incredibly pissed of had just punched a guy half her size in the stomach. What the hell was she doing? This guys could really hurt this girl, but it was not her business...but even though it wasn't. she couldn't just walk away...could she? What if something terrible happened? What if this girl ends up dead, then it will be her fault for not helping.

Fine, she muttered to herself and made her way to where the girl was, the guy was about to throw a punch and Zoe got in the way, stopping him from hitting the girl "Whoa...you enjoy hitting girls?...that is a little pathetic, don't you think?" She had no idea what she was doing, or if she was even doing the right thing, but it was too late to think about that now.

Zoe watched as the girl kicked the blonde guy with such force that send him sliding across the counter. This girl was tiny and it amazing to her that she had that kind of power...or maybe she was not a girl after all, maybe she was something else altogether, and Ze wanted to find out what that was.

"And what are you looking at?" A tall black man spat at Zoe, his eyes were wide open in rage and he wore a scar on the side of hi face "Nothing...just that nasty thing you have there" she pointed at his scar, a very wrong move, but it wasn't like these guys could take her. They were humans and she had fought vampires and demons twice their size. Still, she figured that fighting human beings was harder, since she couldn't used all her strength on them without killing them, and that was not in her plans.

The guy was furious "What did you say little girl...you are paying for that!" He came towards Zoe with his fists up ready to bash her face in, he swung one...twice, but Zoe easily blocked those punches, grabbed a whole of both of his wrists and kicked him on the chest sending him flying across.

They poor guy was out, he had hurt himself when he hit his head on a table, but his friends were still asking for more and now they were taking the fight personally. Zoe walked towards the girl, still with her guard up..."Do you do this often?" The girl seemed to enjoy it, the fight...which was very strange.

Zoe still didn't understand what was going on, why this girl seemed to have such power. For a second she regretted getting in the way, this girl could handle the fight, and telling by her attitude it wouldn't be a surprise if she had started the fight.

One of the guys came at her with what appeared to be a sharp object, Zoe grabbed a hold of his arm and sent him flying a few feet in the air, the poor guy landed head first into a pay phone. "That's gotta hurt" Zoe muttered as the blond guy went to wards the girl, his eyes showing uncontrollable rage.

Alex seemed to be enjoying the fight way too much, she had this grin on her face and Zoe couldn't understand why, why was she looking for a fight? why was she this strong? so many questions that she had and had no way to find the answer, it was not like she could stop fighting and ask her those questions.

The people around them were getting anxious and suddenly their little fight had turned into a bar brawl, bottles were flying across the place, people were bleeding, punching one another, alcohol flying everywhere, girls screaming and guys shouting obscenities to one another.

Zoe took a deep breath, what did she got herself into? She had no idea how to alleviate the situation, it was completely out of control.