Discovering The Good Girls Secrets

Life After Death

Charlotte Black, seemed to be an ordinary teenager, seventeen. With long brown hair, tan skin, size 2 figure and bright green eyes that looked like jewels shining in the sun. No one would ever consider that this beautiful, smart, talented child. Had a past that no one absolutely no one knew about and as a girl lost and afraid of her feelings, her past was going to catch up on her quickly.

Chapter 1

Charlotte's POV

Beep, Beep, Beep. Upon hearing my alarm clock go off, I got myself out of bed, groaning. I hated school which no one would ever consider, the straight A student who participates in more clubs than she does lessons, would hate school. Today was a bad day, today was a Monday, completely dreading the thought of school, I thanked the lord that I was a senior. I grabbed my dressing gown to cover myself as I was that girl that slept naked as I was always to hot, and the recurring nightmares didn't help. They were always the same, they never changed, the same cabin, the same people. That was the day I died and came back reborn, no one absolutely no one knows what happened at that cabin but me and that's the way its gonna stay. This wet feeling was on my cheeks and to my utter surprise  I realised I had been crying. "Toughen up a bit Charlotte, you have survived worse" I whisper to myself. I check the time angry at myself for wasting so much time, its 7:20. "Shit, I'm gonna be late!". Running to the en suite bathroom, I realise how glad I am that my adoptive family were too busy working to be home to watch my little melt down.

My body ached as I got into the shower, relishing the feel of the hot water upon my skin, after being in the shower for around two minutes, when I looked in the mirror, the same image showed, a girl with extremely hollow cheekbones, and my old bright green eyes, were now the same colour as dull grass, my skin had lost all source of colour and I looked broken. I stood staring in the mirror for a god ten minutes and mourned the loss of who I was before. I then walked out of my fairly large bathroom, into my room, it lacked any character. Even though my new parents offered to get me the things to decorate it, I couldn't bring myself to change the boring and plain exterior. It matched what I had become, If not for the messed up bed, phone and book on the dresser, it would look as though no one planned on living here. My closet head an array of clothing, but the most notable thing was that I owned no light colours, other than grey. I had red, black, dark blue, grey and dark purple. So grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans, black lace bra and panties, grey and black shirt, small heeled black boots, black socks, red and black cropped jacket, red scarf and topping it off with a black beanie. My style never really said good girl but I couldn't seem to bear the thought of light clothes. After putting on the clothes, I made my way downstairs and grabbed my black bag, whilst putting all my necessary items such as keys, wallet, chewing gum and spare hair ties into my pocket than putting on some bulky jewellery, a wrist band and a choker on. I had done my make up whilst staring at myself in the mirror so I knew that I would stand out among the short skirts and six inch stilettos. Which seemed stupid to me for wearing to school. I knew that today I would have to prepare myself as my teacher said we were going to be participating in a group project, already knowing that the people in my class, that can work with me isn't enough for the group, I dreaded explaining to the teacher that while no body had problems with me, I disliked just about everyone except my three best friends Rachel Morris, she is funny, strong and doesn't let people walk all over her and like me, no one knew about her bad girl side but unlike me her style of clothing was more black and white as contrast and really suited her colouring. Rachel was a blonde but had shaved half of it off and I thought it really suited her, however a lot of people were judgemental about it. Then there was Cassidy White, and no that isn't a pun as my last name is Black. Cassidy was an all over sweet heart, on the cheer squad,blonde hair and blue eyes, boys chasing her every move, the only reason she wasn't in the bitch squad was she was too sweet, a virgin who is determined to wait till marriage and hates the revealing attire. Lastly there was Chloe Smith, who isn't as sweet as she sounds, me and her are known to chill at mine smoking cigarettes and weed while drinking. I loved Chloe but her obsession with drugs had landed her in rehab, five times each for different drugs, the latest had been cocaine and I knew it would be long until it was heroin or something worse. Now Chloe wore only black, had dyed black hair and had her eyebrow, nose, lip, ears, tongue, belly button and nipples pierced. I couldn't judge as before I was who I am now, I had most of those places pierced, I now only wear my lip piercing occasionally, my ears, my nose piercing, tongue and belly button as no one really ever see's it. Me and Chloe also had a few extra secrets, I happened to be sporting about five tattoo's while she only had three. Her's were of quotes and one of a dragon. However I had a majority of my side covered up with a phoenix tattoo, that went from the top of my rib cage to be hip bone and the wing curled around to my back, I also had a tattoo on the back of my neck, one under my breast, one on my ankle, one on my thigh and I was planning on getting my collarbone done with a drawing I did of an angel crying. Only Chloe knew about all of my tattoo's and piercings, Rachel and Cassidy though I had three, as I had never shown them my side or back of my neck, even swimming, the only thing I wore was black one pieces. The drive to school, was quite long for me and took me around thirty minutes so I arrived at 8:10 exactly, luckily for me, school didn't start till 8:45 so I had time,to open my car door and let Chloe in. "Hey Bitch" I said while smirking, luckily I had black out windows. Turning my iPod doc on she picked what song she wanted playing which coincidentally happened to be Why'd you only call me when your high by The Arctic Monkey. This caused her to smirk and pull out an box which contained more than one already rolled joint. I looked at her laughed and said " I need a cigarette first" and pulled out a twenty deck and handed it to her while pulling out another for myself from my glove compartment. Remembering that would be checking us for drugs today by convincing Cassidy to sweet talk the day out the teacher, I said "Alright, I can get more today so smoke, one each and try not to green but also put that and the other bag you have in the glove box as they are checking us today" She turned around quick, looking shocked "This could be risky" I replied "Yeah and so is the fact I have a lighter and a box of fags in my bra and panties and my lighter is a wind proof". After smoking an entire fag, I took the joint and put it in my mouth, whilst pulling out a lighter from the dash board. After lighting it up, I passed the lighter to Chloe and began smoking, when I reached the bud and felt so chill, that everything was funny, I put everything away and checked the time, shocked to see it was already 9:25. "Shit, we are late" Chloe just laughed and followed me out the car after I made everything was locked away. Walking in the other direction, I told her "it would be suspicious to go in together". She grabbed her deodorant and sprayed herself. I then screamed at her "Good Luck" and winked, whilst lighting a cigarette and looking at people from the shadows, I cursed out loud when I saw the police officers meant to check us show up and with a boy who appeared to be tailing them. He had what looked to be a joint in his mouth and knew this could end in them finding me but grabbed the guy as he finished locking up his car. He struggled and I pulled the joint out of his mouth even though he was substantially taller and whispered "police are checking people's clothing and bags today, so smoke this here whilst they go in and then either discard the rest if you have more or put it somewhere and retrieve it after". He nodded and winked "Thanks gorgeous". His voice was deep and masculine, the type that makes you think about having phone sex. I looked at him and froze, he was about 6'3 or 6'4 with extreme muscles, tattoo's up and down his arm, black hair that wasn't short but wasn't long and piercing deep dark blue eyes. He smirked "Checking me out, now I feel violated". I could tell, he thought I was some good girl who just wanted to save then, screw the hottie. So I looked at him, like was an idiot and snapped "Your joint isn't lit any more". He looked at it, confused, then froze as I whipped my lighter from my panties and lit it. All while looking at him, then I turned around and walked away into the school building and shouted "See you ass hole".