Clear Lake Academy holds the worst of the worst delinquents from around the country. Each and every student there holds a notorious background that led them there and almost everyone avoids them.
After setting the tenth building on fire, which just...
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I gasped, slamming my eyes open.
My body had gone to sit up but I never had the chance as hands wrapped tightly around my arms and heaved me up to stand on flimsy legs. I spluttered as the cold water seeped into my skin and dropped down my face, for a glass of cold water was throw at me.
I struggled against the hands against me, being pulled back until I faced a woman staring right at me.
She was tall - her black heels no doubt helping her achieve the menacing look. She was a fairly well built lady, wearing a red dress that gave her an hourglass figure. She had blonde hair that fell down past her shoulders, a gemmed pin holding it behind her ear on one side.
I stared into her sapphire eyes, confused and coughing.
Her red painted lips tilted upwards into a wicked smile. "Look who we have here.." she began, taking a step forward. "Pandora Wilson." My name ran off her tongue like butter as she glanced over me. "The infamous daughter of Colton Wilson. Not to mention the beautiful model Kate."
I narrowed my eyes at her, taking note of the two men that stood on either side of me. My arms were pulled behind my back with grips so tight I felt like they could tear my arms off.
My face and hair were dripping with water, moving down my neck with the remaining liquid seeping into the blazer that sat on my shoulders. The rest of my clothes were now dry from the rain.
"Who are you?" I asked.
I watched her tilt her head. "No one you need to worry about, darling. I'm just doing the job I was hired to do."
"What?" I whispered. "Let go of me. What the..." I proceeded to try and rip my arms away from the men but their hands only tightened, making me wince.
"I wouldn't try that. Not unless you want me to kill one of your friends." That made me stop as I went to stomp on one of the men's feet. My head sharply turned to her.
"Lover boy of course, considering he was with you. How romantic, kissing in the rain. You deserve an applause for that." She smiled, walking forward. "However, I also managed to snag up one of the others. I found him roaming the hallways, shouting your names. Henny was it?" She mockingly pouted.
She lifted a hand and gripped my chin in her's. I gritted my teeth, glaring at her. Her cold eyes held amusement as she listened to me. "Who?"
"I can't tell you that, darling." She winked. "It's my income."
"What do you want?"
She chuckled. Her laugh was sweet, opposite to the mischief she radiated. "I want to know what everyone does, darling." She elaborated after a second. "Your family."
Of course they got me into trouble. Again.
"I don't have anything to tell you then so you might as well go back under the rock you climbed out from beneath." I grunted, ripping my chin from her hand.
