Fallen Angel

So It Begins

When it comes to the thought process that normally ran through my mind it was one that, well one that most couldn't even begin to comprehend. Having a name like mine made you a target, and becoming a target makes you fear and then finally after that fear drills itself within your soul you become angry and filled with hatred, hatred for the scum that chose to attempt to feed upon you. Fear was a deadly parasite, however it was the reason that now I found myself headed for the one school I never once thought I'd ever have to step foot in. The elite Konoha Academy was filled with rich and noisy brats who never once knew what it meant to put in any kind of hard work in their life. Me, well I was a seventeen year old slightly psycho brat who had worked a total of two jobs before now, bringing in my own money for things like the little beauty I drove. My parents initially paid for the car, after all I was also a rich bitch, but I wasn't filled with that glassy eyed zombie look. No, instead I knew what it meant to work hard, even if my parents didn't want me to work.

"You know you could just ask for that..." My mother would whine at me her lips pouted out like a fish. I'd just shake my head at her, quickly informing her that I wasn't a mooch like her. This would quickly get me a flick to my ear which id curse at. Being that my mother was on her 3rd husband, another rich bachelor over flowing with riches due to his electronics company, it was pretty obvious what brought her to the table, for him it was her looks, for her, well it was easily shown that it was his money. 

Making it to the entrance to the school I spun the wheel of my car flying into the parking lot. I quickly got a bunch of glares and what the fucks from a handful of students, but I didn't care quickly blowing kisses to them as I passed. When it came to people hating me, that was something that didn't bother me, no it was the fact that many liked to make fun of my name and attempt to torture me due to the fact that my intelligence was one most couldn't begin to comprehend, then you add in the fact that I dressed like a goth. Here though, well that wouldn't be tolerated for the most part. Having a dress code with a school uniform did bother me, however I still got to wear my combat boots with knee high stockings. Looking up at the school I felt my eyes lower as a sigh quickly escaped my lips. This was it, my last shot before my 'father' would ship me off to boot camp, something I definitely wasn't going to have. Never in my life was there a chance in all of hell that I would allow someone to buzz cut my hair. Pulling it quickly up into a ponytail I allowed my bangs to fall in front of my left eye and got out of the car pulling my heavily chibified bag out with me, so I was an anime geek? Your point?

Walking quickly towards the entrance I could feel the eyes on me, hear the whispers as people shuffled away keeping close to their friends. Finally I noticed a few girls; two blondes and a pink haired girl giggling and pointing. Shuffling up to them quickly I towered over the one blonde and pink haired and came almost eye to eye with the other blonde, "Got a staring problem ladies?" I said my voice filled with malice. There was no way I was going to allow this shit to start already, especially not from a bunch of little preppy freaks. They shut up almost immediately, eyes wide in shock, as if they didn't expect me to approach them let alone tell them where to shove it. When they chose to not even try to respond I shook my head flipped my hair and walked away, muttering obsenities as I went.

Eyes on the ground, one ear bud in my ear as harsh lyrics hit my ears I felt my body start to relax again. If I fucked this up I was screwed, so I had to attempt to be civil. Shuffling my way towards the principles office my lips mouthed along to the lyrics that were screaming into my head. Metal music was some of the most calming music I'd ever come across in my short seventeen years, it made much more sense then almost any other type of music out there and I listened to almost everything. My fingers were tapping along to the beat, eyes finally closed as I got deeper into the lyrics, until all of a sudden I slammed straight into someone and fell backwards.

"Fuck..." We both seemed to mutter at the same time and when I looked up I came face to face with a gray haired teen a few inches taller then myself his own dark glare staring back at me, "Watch where your going!" I shouted my voice filled with a vicious venom.

"Me?! What the fuck are you talking about you little shit! Your the one who needs to watch yourself, before I sacrifice your puny ass to Jashin!" I didn't realize what was happening until a few seconds after it did. My hand swung out and wrapped itself around the mans throat throwing him against the lockers next to us.

"Wanna try to say that again?!" I said my voice darkening as I looked up at him licking my lips, "you talk of simple quick torture...what I'd do to you is ten time worse than..." I was then cut off as another pulled me away from the gray haired kid.

"Can I help you?" I said looking at the man in question his raven hair and piercing eyes looking at me as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Yeah, get your hands off him..." he said his voice even more monotone then his appearance. I smirked shoving my hands into my coat pockets.

"Whatever he ain't worth my time anyway... see ya later lunchmeat..." I said blowing him a kiss in hatred before turning and walking away.

"Who the fuck is she?" the gray haired kid asked massaging his neck.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling she's going to be a lot of fun to knock down a peg or two..."

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