Sarah Lace ^^^ VICTORIA JUSTICE ASDFGHJKL
- Tessa's POV -
Today is the first day of school for Scarlett. I'm enrolling currently at this moment. Shane is walking me to the office while talking about something but I'm not quite listening. I don't trust him. I don't trust Scarlett. I don't trust anybody. To them I'm just a lab rat. I am a soldier. I am a murderer. I am a monster.- Scarlett's POV -
Ugh. I'm not even fully awake so I don't know why the author decided to let you guys into my mind but whatever. I'll complain later. Anyways, I'm currently walking into hell. Yup. It's so hot right now.As I walk in with some ray bands I'm greeted with a somewhat cliche school. On the left, the geek squad. On the right, the fuckboys. Over in the quad are the freshmen trying to be noticed. In the hallways are the couples who like to face battle.
In the cafeteria are the Asians who like to be around other Asians. Which majority are fuck boy Asians. Next to the quad are the athletes. In front of me is the table that I sit at... The weird table. We just all like to express ourselves.
Sadly there are groups of tables near our table and one of them is occupied by.. Wait for it... The queen hoe. Just playin. She can't be a queen if she took off her crown to suck dick. Anyways I don't like her but I don't say anything. I know many people who don't like her.
As long as she stays out of my way then there won't be any problems. Also I'm not allowed to get into trouble anymore. I heard that she used to be nice. Well, that "nice" side of her probably got thrown away while she threw away them condoms.
I notice a girl at my table who obviously despises the hoe but doesn't say anything. Anyways I don't really care. It's none of my business. All I know is that I despise Sarah Lace.
As I walk I bump into someone.
"Hey watch it"
Well I shit you not. I've bumped into satan.
"What do you want shoe lace"
"I'm sorry what did you say?"
Dammit I can't get in trouble RAAAGHGHGHGHGH
"What you can't hear? Or did you get bored of doing everything in the book and decided to try earfucking. Anyways I won't be surprised if that's true."
Hold your shit. Who was that.
As I slowly look up I see someone. A guy he's tall, has pale skin, and has somewhat of a fringe. I'm just going to slowly slither away as he roasts satan herself.
But as I was slithering away I guess satan decided to stick her pitchfork in my hand as she left. Aka her heel. Her fucking heel is in my hand. Ow. Okay. Ouch. This shit hurts. I look up at satan and see her eye me up and down before smirking and trying to sway her non existent ass side to side.I look down at my hand and of course it decides to bleed. Someone grabs my hand.
"Oh god are you okay?"
"I'm so sorry I didn't intend for her to stomp away and stomp on you as well"Dear god. He has a British accent. I can die now.
I yank my hand away and hiss even though an angel is holding my hand because it still hurts. The guy helps me up and starts to walk me to the nurse's office.
"My name is Zachary, Zachary Miles"
"Scarlett."
"You don't seem to be happy that I'm here"
"I'm not"
"Well ouch. You should at least be nice to your hero"
"Thanks."
As you guys have probably picked up on.. I'm not interested in guys. Like.. At all. I just don't have time for them. They are anchors.
He chuckles and shows off his dimple.
"You're different you know that?"
"Really? How?" I ask plainly
"It's because if I ever got into a close proximity to a girl they would have the ocean in their panties."
"do you really think you're that hot?"
"No. It's just from past experiences"
Oh my god. This is why we are in a drought.
Suddenly Zachary bursts out laughing
"What?" I ask a bit irritated
"You are aware that you said that out loud right?" He says recovering from his laugh attack.
"Oh I didn't know.... Nice to know though"
"We-"
"Here it is! The nurses office. You can leave now" I exclaim.
Before he can say anything I slam the door in his face.
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