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Chapter One

Aidan's POV

I, Aidan Moordenaar, knew I needed to leave my home. My abusive father and sleazy step-mother were a big part of stopping me from killing or even thinking at all. I knew if I killed them, I would be pinpointed right away. I just needed to live somewhere else. 

"Bye bye, Aidan! Have a good day!" My step mother called from the living room.

"Later." I mumbled back.

The walk to school seemed short as I arrived at the gates of Shotmen High.

I pulled at the collar of my uniform as I stepped inside the gates that felt all too familiar.

The uniform was a private schools uniform. It had a navy blue blazer with a white undershirt, grey slacks and black shoes. The blazer had a gold patch on the right side. The uniform was basically the same for girls except they wore a grey skirt and penny loafers. 

I walked to my locker and turned the combination dial. 

18-26-3

The locker popped open I began to search for extra supplies in my locker, weapons and such. I made sure no one was looking.

I heard laughter and some snarky remarks. I looked up from my locker and glanced in the direction it came from. I see a group of stupid boys surrounding something or someone. I grab my bag and wander over to the boys. 

"Shes so stupid! Who does she think she is?"

"Yeah! What a bitch."

"She can't talk to us like that! Bitch!"

The insults kept coming at the poor girl who stood trembling in fear and keeping her head bowed in shame. 

"Lets beat her up now and get this done with!" 

"Ha ha. Yeah!" 

The first guy reaches for the girls small head. She whimpers and squeezes her eyes shut.

"Hey, that's no way to speak to a girl." I say stepping in front of the small trembling female.

"Hey stay the fuck outta this, dick!"

"How about you leave her alone?" I say and grab her hand, pulling her away from those fuck trumpets.

I drag her down the hallway until we get far enough that they won't find us.

"u-um... s-sorry..." She mumbles.

"It's fine." 

"I'm Rose Chudo." She says extending a hand to me.

I take it. "Aidan Mooodenaar. I haven't seen you around, are you new here?"

She nods. Her brownish redish locks bobbing in agreement. Her innocent brown eyes stare up at me warmly. Her eyes look innocent but something seems tainted about her.

"What homeroom are you in?" I ask. "Maybe I'm with you or know someone."

"Um..." She opens her bag pulling out a small piece of paper with information printed on it. "B class."

"That's my class! Sweet!"

She smiles a bit and tucks the paper back in her bag.

"Com'on lets find your locker. We still have like twenty minutes until homeroom."

She nods and follows me.

"Which one is your locker number?"

"G-113."