Chapter 1

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"Ms. Williams can you answer the question?"

"Binary fusion ." I reply to Mrs. Smith. She looks at me surprised that I answered correctly. "I have my head down, yes but that doesn't mean I'm not listening to your horrible yapping. Anything else you want me to answer?" I ask her as her eyes narrow on me.

"I don't appreciate your rude tone-"

"And I don't like how you're trying to make me look like a dumbass in front of everyone. Next time wait until I raise my damn hand before you ask me to answer anything." I tell her as I stand up. I faintly hear my friend Stefano chuckle in the back.

"That wasn't my intention. So please keep your mouth shut and sit down." Mrs. Smith says angrily. "And next time you interrupt me you will be heading to the office. I do not tolerate little ignorant -"

"Oh fuck off! You say you don't want to start shit yet you do. I'm leaving this damn class. Either way my grade here is one of the best. I don't need this shit. Only one more month. And I will never have to see your annoying ass." She rolls her eyes as I grab my back pack and make my way to the door. "I know, I know, I'm heading to the front office." I say as I push the door open.

"Bye, Stacy!" I hear Stefano yell.

"See you later!" I reply. I begin to bite on one of my snake bites piercing. I already imagine my mom being disappointed on my behavior with my teacher. Especially since its only first period. But she's given up on me. I have good grades just not good relationships with any of my teachers. She really cares more about my grades. So that's why I always try to get good grades.

As I walk down the hallway I see some kid, probably a freshmen look at me and cringe.

"Preppy little fucker." I mummer as I make my way to the office. I'm use to people looking at me like that. After all I have to many tattoos on my right arm and to many piercings. People would probably call me a freak but they don't, especially after the last time some one said that they had to spend a night at the hospital. I smile at that memory and enter the front office door.

"Stacy its only first period." The secretary says as she continues to type on the computer.

"Yeah but you know I have Mrs. Smith first period. Is Mr. Hopkins here?" I ask her as I head toward his office.

"Yes your AP is here. I'm sure he's gonna love to see you." She says sarcastically. I just chuckle as I walk to his office.

"I knew I heard your angelical voice. So Mrs. Smith said you went off disrespectfully." He says as he looks at me. "You know you can't just wear a tank top to school."

"She tried to make me look like an idiot. I didn't let her and now she's mad. And I didn't have anything clean to wear. God forbid if my bare arms make some little boys get to excited."

"That's not what she said. But I'll let this go if you do me a favor." He says as he stands from his chair ignoring my last comment.

"Woah there Hopkins, must I remind you, that you're dating my mom." I say jokingly.

"Stacy your humor is very dry. But if you do this favor you don't have to stay here all day. And I won't tell your mom what happened today." He says.

"Okay deal. So what must I do?" I ask him he opens a cabinet and pulls out a blue hoodie that has our school name on it. I cringe at it.

"Here put this on. You are being tasked on helping show a new student around our school. Show him his classes. Where his locker will be and the best our school has to offer. And after showing him around in here, I want you to show him around our nice little town."

"I will only put this dreadful blue thing on in you office but as soon as I'm out of here, it will be going straight into the trash." I say honestly as I take the hoodie to me. "And okay I'm in. We got a deal."

"Just put it on in here then. And good, thank you for your help."

"Welcome anything for my favorite AP." I tell him as I slide the horrible hoodie on.

"Okay well anyway I just want you to be nice to him. Remember not everyone is use to your cheerful ways." He says as he sits in his chair.

"Well of course sir, the best for any new person joining this wonderful place!" I mock.
John laughs.

"Mr. Hopkins?" A male voice says followed by a few knocks on the door behind me as I turn around. At the door stands a attractive looking country dressed guy, they kind they use to model the new cowboy clothes in Cavender ads. He's tall and slim bilt, is that a thing? If it's not it should be. He has a strong jawline and deep enticing greenish blue eyes. But I do notice he has a slightly crooked nose. Did he get that in a fight?

"Stacy, are you listening?" Hopkins says. I snap out of my thoughts and look at Hopkins.

"Yeah, John I got this. Show him to his classes, locker, where the bathroom is and around town." I tell him as I get up from the seat.

"I'm big enough to find the restrooms by myself." The kid says.

"Oh hear that Hopkins he's a big boy." I say sarcastically.

"Stacy, be nice. Here's some money to get some food in case you get hungry." He says as he hands me a fifty dollar bill.

"Thanks John. I always knew you were ballin. Share the wealth." I tell him as I slip the money into my back pocket.

"As if you don't have enough money." He says with a smirk.

"Hmph." I say with a shrug. 

"Come on kid, let's go explore!" I tell the new kid as I leave the office.

"Just follow her. If she dumps you somewhere you have my number." Hopkins tells him as the kid hurries to catch up with me.

"Bye Louise!" I tell the secretary.

"Bye, behave!" She says.

"Always do!" I say with a smirk. I stop by the trash can that is right outside the office area and the kid catches up.

"My name is Bradley. What's yours?" He asks. I slid the hoodie off and dump it before picking my bag up.

"Stacy, I'm gonna be showing you around the school. Where's your schedule?" I ask him. I notice he's staring at my arm and then glances at my stomach. I didn't notice my tank top came up. You can now see my belly button piercing.
He hands me his schedule. "That's a lot of tattoos." He says.
"Yeah, its my obsession." I tell him as I walk and check his schedule. Damn first period is Mrs. Smith. I know for sure she's not gonna like to see me again. But this might be fun....

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