Unexpected

Chapter 1: The First Day

~Jade P.O.V~

Same shit, different day. Another year at this dreadful school. My last one. You can do it. My thoughts cheer on. It can't be that bad. Yeah right. Not when you have three snotty chicks always making fun of you and pushing you around. One day, Lexi Walton will make me lose my temper. One day.

Deep in my thoughts I had no idea how mad I was already getting because my left fist was clenched and white knuckled. Relax. As much as I don't want to be here, I have to be. No my parents didn't make me. I don't have parents. I only have my teacher JJ. My parents were killed in a hit and run when we lived in the wrong side of town. I was 13. JJ was a friend of my parents and he took me in. Though he took me in, I never slept at his place. I refused. I wanted to be alone. So, I sleep at the gym. It's pretty comfy most nights when the air actually circulates through the building. Not a big deal. I just wanted to get out of highschool and talk to JJ about starting my career. As a fighter.

No one knew me. I didn't know anybody. It was simple. It kept my life drama free, other than Lexi's shit I deal with on the daily but that's different. I kept to myself. Though people still called me a freak. They're lucky I was taught to control my temper. When my parents were killed it ignited something in me that burns till this day. I have a crazy temper that when I get so angry I black out and everything turns into oblivion. I fear for the next person who aggravates me.

All of these thoughts and I didn't realize it was already the last period of the day. This year might be quick. Time for weight training. The best class on my schedule. I walk in and I'm greeted by meatheads and oh of course Lexi and her skanks. I just roll my eyes, walk into the locker room then get dressed into my spandex shorts and my Nike sports bra crop top then put my hair into a French braid. I was about to head out into the weight room but I stop to look at myself in the body length mirror. Look at yourself, you're pathetic. I mentally sigh then walk out of the door and go to the far corner of the room by the punching bag and pull up bars. Before I start my stretch and exercise routine I glance around the room. Of course the meatheads are pumping iron. Lexi and her skanks are sitting in their circle acting like they're actually doing something. Then near me there's the group of delinquents. Piercings, tattoos, you name it. I drop down to the ground and start my push ups. 30 push ups later and I haven't even broken a sweat. I roll my shoulders and grip onto the pull up bar and slowly pull myself up. Easy. I start pulling myself up faster, feeling myself sweat a little. The burn in my arms in blissful. Suddenly, something hard knocks into my back and I fall off the bar hitting my head.

"Son of a bitch!" I say as I hit the floor hard. Right as I'm about to get up there's a huge hand on my waist that pulls me to my feet. I turn around to face the jackass who hit me.

"Get off of me!" I say pushing his hands off of me and stepping backwards. He smirks.

"Whoa there, someone has an attitude." He says.

I just roll my eyes and turn my back to grab ahold of the pull up bar again. My arm is roughly grabbed and pulled backwards. I nearly fall but I'm caught by the douche who knocked me down in the first place.

"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you." He says.

"Excuse you? Look dude I don't know you and you don't know me so just stay out of my way." I snap back at him.

"Whoa chill out girl." He laughs.

I just turn my back and go back to my pull ups. He goes back to laughing with his obnoxious friends. I finish my pull ups and catch my breath for a minute. Still angry at that tall idiot for knocking me down, I grab the roll of boxing tape and start wrapping my knuckles. Looking over at his face just makes me angrier. I walk over to the punching bag and just start laying punches into it. Several dozen punches later and I throw a final strong punch into the bag. It swings back almost a whole foot and I stand there breathing hard my face a deep red from internal rage.

The room fell silent. I look around and everyone is staring at me. Oops. I peel off the tape on my knuckles and throw it away then I walk back into the locker room avoiding everyone's stares.

Whatever. I start getting changed back into my black skinny jeans and my black Attila band shirt, then I slip on my black leather platforms. I grab my stuff to head out the door just as the bell rings to dismiss school and I can't help but look at myself in the mirror. What a pathetic mess. Your parents died because even they didn't want you. Those words practically rang in my ears. That's because they did. Lexi had walked into the locker room without me realizing and said those words in my ear. Bitch. One day Lexi. One fucking day. I just glare at her and walk out of the room. One day she'll get hers.

I walk out of the weight room and down the hallway to my locker. I push past all the annoying people who like to stand in the middle of the hallway and suck on each other's saliva. Get a freaking room. I find my locker and start my combination. 6-28-6. Too bad it's not 666. Hahaha. My mental joke makes me smile. I open my locker and put my books inside still having a grin on my face. Suddenly my locker closes on me.

"Hey what the-" I say.

"Hey there." The voice says.

I turn my head and look. The bastard from earlier.

"The hell do you want?" I say, clearly angry and annoyed he's still here.

"Awe why so angry? I came to say sorry about earlier." He says.

I snap the lock back into place on my locker and roll my eyes at him.

"Apology not accepted. Now leave me alone." I say turning to leave. He grabs my arm roughly like earlier and pulls me back.

"What the hell is your problem?" He says losing his patience.

"Right now, you're my problem. Now will you let me go? I'd like to leave this hellhole." I say. It's true. I did want to get the hell out of here.

"Can I at least know your name?" He asks.

I raise and eyebrow. "First of all why do you care?"

"Because I'd like to make an official apology." He replies.

I sigh and roll my eyes again.

"Jade." I say with my patience thinning.

He smirks and holds out his hand. I'm not touching that.

"I don't know where that has been so I will not touch it at all. For all I know it could've been in Lexi." I snap at him.

He laughs. "I'm Landon."

"Yeah okay well Landon, I'd like to go now can you let me go?" I say trying to tug away my arm.

"Fine." He says and let's go.

I turn away from him and start walking away. What an idiot. Whatever I didn't have time to mentally argue with myself. I just had to get to the gym.