Unfathomable. Malicious. Despicable. The most horrible person you've ever met. That was me. Not kind. Not sweet. I was the opposite of prince charming. I wasn't just the bad boy, I was the villain. The vigilante. The vigilante that won everything except the girl.
"Zak Wilson to the principals office." I crack my knuckles and scoot out of my chair, its screeching against the floor digging into my ears. Everyone in the class eyes me down, not because they hated me, but because they feared me. They were scared of me, even the teachers. I hide behind the dark hood of my black zip up jacket. Well it wasn't exactly hiding just staying in the depths of the dark. I stayed hidden from the scared faces, because once they saw what I looked liked, they wouldn't be so scared after all. I put my hand on the cold metal door handle and then I glance back, and a few people, including Mrs. Carson moved back a few inches. I roll my eyes, and finally open the door. I was going home.
Well not literally, just that the principles office was practically my second home, me and all of his cat collections were on a first name basis, mostly because they all creepily stared at me while Mr. Renalds tried to reason with me for like the thousandth time. I never would understand why he never gave up on me like the rest of the teachers in this school.
I walk past the detention room, it so being my third place to call home. I ended up there a lot too, I even know that there were 75 ceiling tiles, 29 pencils in a cup on Mr. Fray's desk. There use to be 30 but he ended up breaking one after I made a snarky comment. There were three markers on the whiteboard blue,green, and black, then finally there were a total of 62 books on his shelfs all organized in alphabetical order, oh and the last desk in the third row second column squeaked for some odd reason.
I pull down my hood as I begin to open the door. Yet there sits a girl with big speckled jade green eyes daring to meet my shattered blue ones. They weren't literally shattered just sometimes felt like it since no one really had the nerve to actually look at me.
Her brunette hair curled down her figure lapsing over her dark red leather jacket. She scowled before turning back her attention to Mr. Renalds.
" Zak meet, Sarah. Our new student. You'll be showing her around."
" Why me? There's like a thousand of other kids in this school." I grumble.
" Just do it." He scolds, and I roll my eyes.
" Can I show her around your cat collection of lost souls too? That one right there is Mr. Cuddles. His 3rd collectible item, he got it off craigslist." I say sarcastically and the girl just scowls.
" I'm sure you'll join them soon enough." She says, and I almost fall over. She said that to me, she actually said something to me.
"Don't looked so shocked, I do have a mouth you know," She says and I shake my head out of my thoughts as she stands up.
"Alright fine Princessa, lets go." She stomped on my foot hard, and gets centimeters to my face.
" If anyones a princess here its you, and for your information... Zak." She spits, " I can find my own away around." With that she walks out and I stare at Mr.Renalds my jaw drop opened. He laughs.
" Well do you want to show her around or not?" he asks, and I run down the hall after her.
"Whats wrong princess? You don't like me?" I ask and she whips her head towards me her eyes glowing with rage.
"No." She sharply replies then walks close to me so that I can see her clearly. Suddenly I am lying on the ground my back in pain, as she pins me under neath her.
" What the he.." Her fingers press tightly against my lips and she cuts me off.
" And you think you're the villain? Wait till you see my wrath." She hisses poison coming off of her lips like a snake.
"Bite me." I growl and she presses my body harder against the ground. I try hard not to squirm. It wasn't that I wasn't use to being on the ground, but usually I was on top of the other person punching their face. She was a girl.
"Since when have you been such an ass?" She asks and I smirk.
"Well Princess, my father thought it would be cool if I followed in his footsteps and became the bad boy in school. Just like he was, and I promised him I would do that for him before he died in my arms." I say and she doesn't even get phased when I mention him dying.
"Well, Prince," She hisses, " Promises can easily be broken."
" If I'm the prince, then only a true loves kiss will break that spell." I smirk and before I realize what I just said, she smashes her lips against mine. Shocks are sent through my body as she presses her lips forcefully against mine, and before I can stop myself I kiss her back. I deeply kiss her back. My whole body craving for hers to be pressed tighter against mine if that was even humanly possible.
My stomach twisting and turning as her lips travel down mine. Her hips grinding into mine making my bones shiver from something I've never felt before. I pull her closer letting out a groan as I do so. Something was different about this kiss, even after all of the girls I've kissed this one was different. It sent shocks through my veins, it sent fireworks to my head, and then suddenly she pulls away and stands up above me.
"Well then Princess, Your spell has just been broken." "Meet the new Vigilante in town." With that she stomps off and I'm left laying on the ground in pain, the only thing racing though my mind was the taste of her lips against mine.
"Wait does this mean you love me?" I call to her and she turns back to face me with a smirk.
"Well, sleeping beauty that's for me to know, and you figure out." She rolls her eyes. Then she disappears down the hall, I'm left alone sitting up on the ground that is till suddenly I'm pulled off the ground and thrown up onto my feet.
"Ow." I grumble my back still in pain from getting slammed so hard into the ground.
"Dude you want to go break the lightbulbs in the teachers lounge?" Logan asks. According to all the girls he was the hottest guy in school, too bad they didn't know what I looked like. We were best friends, he was the schools star quarter back and I was the school bad boy. Perfect match don't you think?
Truthfully I didn't even see our friendship coming, but like a match, it struck out of darkness.
"Nah, I can't, I have to go catch a vigilante." I pull my hood back over my face. No one has really ever seen it. My face. They all see different versions of the real me. The principal has known me since I was three so he knew my face perfectly well, Logan was the first person to actually see the real me not a monster, or a ghost just me. Now, Sarah has seen the image of the real me. Finally the second person to see behind the darkness that caresses my skin. The darkness the stores my soul.
" Dude I thought you were the only vigilante." he says and a light smile forms on my face.
"Not any more." I say shaking my head in disapproval. Even though Sarah had caught me off guard, I won't let her take control of my school.
