poisonous

Rache

It was by the end of her first day when Bella heard all the rumors. Typical high-school rumors- full of audacity and only carrying a singular piece of truth-and in the case of some, no truth at all.

''Bella Dean. She transferred out of 7th grade and she was ugly and fat. She went to juvie or as asylum, I don't remember. She went there being crazy or something like that. I dunno if it's safe that she's back, but she didn't kill anyone yet sooo''

''I think she got adopted. Child services? Her mom was pretty insane.''

''Damn, who's her liposuction doctor? Must have been a fortune.''

''There was this dude that drove her here in a nice car. He was way older than her-OH Bella has a sugar daddy! That totally explains how she's all slutty now.''

...But not all of them were so bad or idiotic for that matter,

''She's really really pretty now. She was bullied before for being fat and having a weird mom-that's so cool! She must have come back to be like reborn from her ashes-like a phoenix.''

''Bella? I dunno abut her being fat or ugly, she's a hot bitch.''

Well, mostly nice excluding the comments from horny boys who mostly said, ''Her? I'd tap that'' or, ''Damn, she has a fine ass''

Bella smiled, only a day and it was already commotion.

She was invited to Seth Harris' party, and Bella could not mistake the look of longing in his eyes. Amber glowered at her

''Great'' she thought. It was like killing two birds (they were vultures, really) with one stone (a poisonous kiss was all she needed)

~~~~the party~~~~

''There's a bedroom upstairs, babe''

At the party, she's with Seth Harris who's only intention is to get into her pants. His words are slurred-probably from all the beer he drank.

They were in the backyard and Bella was laying in his lap. She ignored him and chugged a mouthful of whiskey.

''Babe?''

Her eyes were on the blood orange sky. She could not tear her gaze from the streams of red, orange, and yellow against the dusty pink canvas that was the sky.

The sky. She always loved staring at it. She remembers when she was younger and laying on the grass, when a sudden realization crept on her

''the clouds are moving. THE CLOUDS ARE MOVING''

Clouds moving were ordinary but she thought he opposite. It completely fascinated her-the utter motion of a mass of water and air and condensed pressure into a big fluffy cotton puff.

It didn't stop with the clouds. Dark skies, midnight winds and storms-she absolutely loved them. Something that was so beautiful was so dangerous and powerful-the high winds, the shrieking air and the thunder and lightning and pouring rain-it was exhilarating.

The sky. The storms. That was the only thing she missed from Oregon where the skies weren't polluted from Saffron's city-lights.

She outstretched her hand straight up as if she stretched her arm higher, she could touch the sky.

Her day-dram was broken when Seth Harris shook her small narrow shoulders with large meaty hands, ''Something wrong babe? You keep spacing out on me. You ok?''

Bella rolled her eyes-his concern for her was soo sweet,cue gag.

''I want to dance, first'' she said as she got up.