“LIA ALEXANDRA ROSE HAMILTON GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!” My mother yells from the kitchen.
Today is the first day of my senior year. The only thing I am excited about is for the end of the school year. I’ll be 18 and with all the money I get from my fights; I’ll be able to move out and go to college. But that’s a long way away and right now I’m mostly pissed off.
Walking to my bathroom I did my normal everyday routine. When I got out, I put on a white tee shirt and my favorite overalls. They extend to my knees and are really eay to run in. I put on some liquid eye liner shaped in a wing. Then some mascara, my favorite lip balm, and my glasses. My hair was put in a wild pony tail. But I thought I looked sexy as hell.
When I was comfortable in the way I looked I skipped down the stairs. Walking to the kitchen and grabbing a green apple. I took a bite of the juicy goodness and I was in heaven. Green apples are honestly way better than red ones. They have more flavour and they taste like candy. Even though they’re healthy! I grabbed my backpack as I chewed on my apple. Till I got to the core and spit it out.
I was finally ready to get out of this god forsaken place. Every day I either walk to school or I take a bus. I’ve got a motorcyle and my own car. But I really don’t like bragging about my money. It isn’t my parents money that I spent to get those things. I spent my own money on them and I worked hard to get them. Just because I have money doesn’t mean that I’m well off. It also doesn’t mean that I can just rub my money in other peoples faces.
Walking to Tomlinson High is one of the most boring things I have to do everyday. But I enjoy it because the view is honestly really beautiful in the morning. The sunrise has yellow, oranges, and reds. Crushing together and making the sky look like a piece of art. Everybody takes the world for granted. They litter, dig natural resources up, and throw trash in the ocean. But when you look at the sky early in the morning and you see the dew falling from the grass. It’s hard not to feel apologetic to nature as a whole.
My walk to school is always filled with thoughts about the Earth. I can see cars and buses passing me. But today felt different to me. I was still thinking about Earth and new ways to help clean it up. But instead of the usual sadness I felt happy. I was greatful that my dad met my mom and gave birth to me. I was greatful that I am alive. Mostly because the sunrise was so beautiful to me today. You could hear my footsteps pounding on the sidewalk quietly and I just wasn’t angry.
When I got to Tomlin-son High I grabbed my schedule out of my backpack and rushed to my first period class (Math). Turning and forcing my way out of peoples line of vision. Staying out of peoples way. I could feel the stares of people and I refused to stop walking or turning around.
This is what I do most of the day during school. I try not to look at people or talk to anybody really. Just to avoid people bullying me or making fun of me. I’m not really scared of them but I’m honestly scared of what I would do to them. When I get angry it’s hard to control myself. All of the aggrivation that I feel starts to cloud my judgement and I just see red. I’ll yell, rant, and even start to be violent. Which is okay when I’m in the ring and I’m fighting people for money under a false name. But I’m at school and right now it isn’t okay.
So here I am rushing to class like usual. Just minding my own business and unfortunately on my way I bumped into a very hard chest. You would think after all this time avoiding people I would learn to watch where I’m going. Unfortunately I didn’t. I started picking up my things that fell on the ground and stood back up.
Slowly looking up, I tried to avoid the stare of the tall person I just bumped into. Surprised to see the one and only Aiden Lee Hendrickson staring down at me looking irrationally angry. To say that I know him would be a lie because I don’t. But I do know of him. He’s an arrogant idiot that thinks he’s some type of bad ass. He doesn’t know how to keep his tiny dick in his pants. And he rides a motorcycle but to be fair it’s a really sexy motorcycle.
I mean sure the man looks like an Adonis, he’s sexy I’ll give him that. However he’s a player, he’s not smart, and the only thing he knows how to do is use girls like tissue paper. Everyone knows this and girls still fall at his feet. It’s degrading to women everywhere. Honestly I’ve even seen guys try to get him in bed.
He’s wearing a tight black tee shirt that does nothing to hide his 8 pack. His black tousled hair looks soft enough to run your fingers through. Let’s just say that he’s hot as hell when he’s angry. But seriously I’m trying not to look at his abs and I’m failing miserably. That boy is in high school how in Gallifrey can he accomplish an eight pack. When regular boys our age struggle to get a fucking 2 pack. Before I could continue with the little rant inside my head, pretty boy over here interrupts my train of thought.
“Are you done checking me out? I’ve got places I need to be sweetcheeks. Can you move your sweet little ass already kitten. Thanks.” He said with a smirk on his perfectly chisled face. Honestly his face isn’t going to look so pretty when I punch that smirk off his face.
All thoughts of his hot body were pushed aside and I was ready to attack.
“Excuse me, sir. If you think you can talk to me like that you need to get your head checked. And you need to rethink your life decisions,” I smiled up at him sweetly and then pushed him away from me. “Bye Aids.” I said laughing at my nickname.
“What did you just call me nerd?” He shouted. His grey eyes glaring straight at me.
“I called you aids.”
He was looking at me like I was a puppy or something. Seriously he looked like he was about to coo at me.
“You got guts nerd.” He finally said.
“Yeah I know.” Then I pulled my arm away and finally made it to the end of the hallway.
“You’re mine now nerd.”
I felt confused for the slightest moment. Untill I decided to just ignore him. He’s just an idiot anyway. When I opened the classroom door it was silent and no one was actually there. Slowly I walked into the classroom looking for a place to sit down. How come the door was unlocked? Usually if the teacher wasn’t inside of the classroom the door was locked. And what was Aiden even doing in school this early anyway? He usually doesn’t even bother going to school. Shrugging off these weird suspicious feelings; I grab a book out of my backpack and start reading.
Not long after I started reading, Mrs. Darcy entered the room. She looked just as confused to see me in her classroom as I was to be in here.
“What are you doing here Lia? How did you get in?” I close my book and look up at her getting even more confused and suspicious by the second.
“The door was unlocked and I just walked in.”
Mrs. Darcy hung her jacket on her coat rack and walked to her desk. When she sat down on her chair, the whole chair broke apart. Then she used the desk to try to stay up. But it collapsed as well. What the hell is happening? There are bolts to the desk and chair on the floor everywhere. And I finally understand what’s going on.
“Mrs. Darcy are you ok?” I tried to help her up but she slapped my hand away and stood up by herself.
Mrs. Darcy looked up at me and her face was turning red in anger.
“Get out of my classroom and go to the office.”
“Yes, Mrs. Darcy.” I sighed obligated to listen to the teacher. I walked away from her desk slowly and made my way to the door. When I looked back at my favorite teacher; she was glaring at me and I was getting more angry by the second. Slamming the door, I made my way to the office. even more agitated than I was when I walked into Mrs. Darcy’s math class.
Hopefully Mr. Jacobs will take it easy on me. I mean it was probably Aiden who did it in the first place. Mrs. Darcy is one of the nicest teacers in the school. Why would Aiden even do that to her? It seriously doesn’t make him anymore cool. If anything it made me dis-like him even more than I already do.
I’m just hoping and preying I don’t get detention today.