The Prism Club

High School...

Tatianna's P.O.V.

I was fast asleep in bed dreaming about playing my guitar on stage in my band when my dream got interrupted.

"TATIANNA!!!!!" My step-mother yells up to me.

I groan, and slowly slide out of bed, hoping in the shower, and getting dressed in my usually band t-shirt, black ripped shorts, and my black high tops.

"Tatianna get your butt down hear right now, you're going to be late!' She yells again.

'Yea, yea i'm coming.' I think and walk down the stairs grabbing my leather jacket and skateboard, I grab a piece of toast, say bye to my step-mom and leave. Its a warm sunny day here in Illinois, my new home. I roll my eyes and start skateboarding to my new school. I don't take the bus, way too many people, and I really just hate people. I skateboard up to the school which about 3 blocks down from my house. Its huge, the famous Rosewood High, full of "pops", preps, geeks, nerds, stoners, "troublemakers", outcasts, nerds, goths, emos, you know all the sterotypes. I walk in there and right away everyone stares at me, I hear people whispering about me, people in the hallway moving out of the way for the new girl. I put in my headphones blasting Motionless In White, as I walk to the office. 'This is going to be such a "great" year' I think to myself as I push open the office door.

*time freezes* "I should probably tell you about myself, My name is Tatianna Blades, I have long black hair with red in it, I like to wear dark make-up, wear band clothes, play the guitar, skateboard, and sing a little, I have a very low tolerance to ignorance and I have a very short temper, Im 18, I now live with my step-mother cause my parents died, I hate her, and my step-father left me. She works in interviewing.  I'm openly bisexual. I use to go to RedBrooke High, where I had a bf then broke up with him and started liking my best friend more than I should have and we dated. We were perfect but, she dumped me for a jock -.-, I was forced to move to this new school with my bossy step-mother. I. HATE. this.

*back to the present*

A well dressed woman with long blonde hair and a blue dress on was sitting at the front desk. "Hello." She said in a sweet voice, then smiled. "Hi." I said. "You must be Tatianna Blades, I'm Crystal." She said. I just nodded and she hand me my schedule. "Have a nice day sweetheart." Crystal said. I turned around and left the office and rolled my eyes mocking her. "Have a nice day sweetheart." I said in a prissy voice and walked down to my locker, again everyone stared while I walked down the hallway, I just kept walking. I got to my locker opening it, when someone bumped into me. I turned around, "Excuse you." I said in a slick angry tone. It was guy in a football jersey, blue jeans, and sneakers. 'Great a jock.' I thought to myself. "Sorry hun." He said and I put my skateboard in my locked then faced him. "Don't ever call me that again." I closed my locker and saw that he has his group with him. "You got that Mr. Jock." I said. "Sure." He said winking. "Gross." I said and walked past looking at my classes. First period History. I groaned, I sucked at that.