She's A Vixen

Chapeter One

Run in

"Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caug-"

I slam my hand on my alarm as I drowsily lift myself out of the bed. I grab my towel and drag my feet into the bathroom to shower, but not before noticing my appearance in the mirror. Bright blue eyes were starting back at me, my long blonde hair cascading in messy curls resulting from the events of last night. Which happened to be boxing at the underground. Earning me a bruised rib and a pounding headache.

I ignore the aching of my tired body and head to the shower. I look at the time to see I still have an hour and a half to get ready for school. Seeing as this is my first day of senior year, I decided to put some effort into myself. I grab a maroon crop top, low waisted white wash skinny jeans, and black combat boots. I throw my clothes on and start on my hair.

I don't do much, rather than brushing it and adding some leave in conditioner. Making sure I have some volume in my bangs as they dry, I move on to my makeup. Adding my famous winged eyeliner, a little smokey eye, and mascara. Making my eyes pop more than normal.

" I like big butts and I can not lie..." I hear my phone ring. Knowing it's none other than my best friend Charlotte.

" Girl you better be getting yo pretty little butt ready! It's senior year and you gotta look sexy!!!! Xx Char"

I laugh at the antics of my best friend, she knows me well.

" Me!? Not looking sexy!? Now that's rare ;) Gotta get ready Hun, see you in the black hole. Xx Dez"

After I sent the text, I finished with applying a little lip gloss to make my full lips look inviting. I rush downstairs, grab an apple and run out the door, knowing Char will want me there early.

Where are my parents you may be asking? Well, I moved out when I was 16. They never took care of me anyway, so why not just live on my own? They are rich, so they always send me money to pay for bills, which I don't need but at least they try.

I get into my black Porsche and start my 10 minute drive to GreenWoods High School, for short, GWHS. I turn on the radio to find Jordan BellFort playing through the speakers.

I been gettin dirty money

Jordan BellFort

Stocking pennies, thots, while I'm flipping these birds

Sippin on Sriracha, trip me up with the word

Jordan BellFort

I have my bass up and music blaring as I pull in to the school. See, the unique thing about me is when it comes to school, I'm the typical nerd.  Straight A's, extra curricular, dual credit... the whole 9 yards. Crazy huh?

I step out of my car, grab my bag and head to Char' and I's usual meeting spot. Walking up the steps, I see the jocks, cheerleaders, nerds and all the above.  All hanging in their usual groups. Every high school movie coming to life.

Jut as I'm about to look away, a pair of hazel brown eyes catch my attention. Cameron Night, the schools bad boy, and quite frankly, the hottest guy that ever walked in the halls of  GWHS, but with the attitude of a twerp. Continuing my journey, I immediately see the familiar dirty blonde, with pink tips. Her eyes shining with amusement as yet another guy tries to hit on her.

"Hey Char!" I call out to her. Making her attention turn from the poor guy to me.

"Dez!" She squeals and runs over to me, completely dismissing the poor freshie.

I haven't seen her all summer, I was in Key West Florida to train. I must admit, I missed her insanely.

She gives probably the biggest hug a girl her size can give, being only 5'3.  We exchange schedules and talk about our summers, but it was cut short all too soon.

Bing!! Bing!! Bing!!

The bell rings, breaking us out of our conversation as we head separate ways. I make my way towards my first class, Maths.

I zone out, thinking about my win last night against a very large, angry man. Thinking of his every flaw, his slow reactions, his anger leading his punches. No form, no passion.

I'm knocked out of my trance by running into someone, I fall back only to be caught by a pair of strong arms. I look up to find the same hazel brown eyes staring at me once again.

"Might want to watch where you're going, don't want to get hurt now do you?"  He asks, while smirking at my reddening cheeks.

"Um yeah, I guess." I reply, trying not to allow the anger bubble inside.

" What's a sexy little thing like yourself doing walking alone to class? Wouldn't want someone to stop you on the way there..." He said trailing off. Obviously referring to this predicament.

"Wouldn't want someone to get rejected now would we?" I fire back, also referring to our situation.  I grab my books and make my way to maths.

Well, that was an odd run in in itself.....

{ hello my lovely readers :) hoped you enjoyed my first chapter of my very first book! }