Jet Black Heart m.g.c

Chapter one

My name is Grace Richardson. I'm seventeen years old and I hate Michael Clifford. He used to bully me so badly I had to switch schools. But this year I switch back and I plan on showing no mercy towards him. He put me through hell and from now on I don't take any shit from anyone.

Today was our first day. I put on some black high waisted shorts, solid black converse, and a white shirt. I straightened my bright red hair and put in my favorite black nose ring.

The people at this school knew me for the geeky push over grace but that will change real fast. I walked to school considering it was not very far. I walked to the office and got my schedule and locker combination. I went to my locker and opened it. Throwing my bag in I turned around and walked to homeroom.

The first person I notice when I walk in is Michael Clifford sitting alone in the back of the class. I shot him a glare. "Ah you must be Grace." The teacher said giving me a warm smile. I returned it. "I am Ms. Rodgers."

"Hello Ms. Rodgers." I said warmly. I could feel the confused gases of the class staring at me.

"Would you mind introducing yourself to the class?" Ms. Rodgers asked. I nodded. "Class we have a new student." She said getting everyone, including Michael's attention.

"Hi, I'm Grace Richardson." I said with a smile. I saw Michael hang his head with guilt. "I went to school with most of you till about 7th grade, then... issues caused me to switch schools." I told them. I answered a few peoples questions. Once I was done I turned to Ms. Rodgers.  "Excuse me, where do I sit?" I asked.

The old teacher pointed to the empty seat in the worse spot possible, next to the person I hate most, Michael Gordan Clifford. I thanked the teacher through gritted teeth. I sat down next to him without a word. I hated this already. A hum of chatter fluttered around the room.

"Grace..." Michael said tapping my shoulder. I ignored him. He continued to tap my shoulder.

I turned around. "Do not touch me." I said.  My eyes practically burning holes through him. His green eyes were soft and I could tell they were full of regret.

"Grace I'm sorry." He said. I scoffed. I was holding back a laugh, this was pathetic.

"So after 8 years of you torturing me and me moving schools to realize you were wrong." I said. "Or the fact that I pose a threat to your bad boy popularity reputation here that you want to make nice with me now." I snapped at him getting even more pissed off. "Let me tell you something Clifford. I am not nerdy push over grace anymore. I am a different person and believe me you do not want to get me to hate you more that I already do." I told him.

"Grace I'm sorry I treated you like shit. I didn't know how to express my feelings back then. So it resulted in me being a bully." He said. He actually sound sincere.

"It's too bad you sound sincere hut it's gonna take more than that sweetheart." I said patting his cheek.

The announcements came on. They said the same things almost all schools did. I didn't really pay attention. The announcements ended and the bell rung. On our way out Ms. Rodgers called me and Michael over. I hope she was moving my seat.

But boy I was so wrong. "Michael you seem to have nearly have all the same classes as Grace here. Please show her around." Michael nodded. I tried to say something but Ms. Rodgers pushed us at the door.

"Well sweetheart it looks like you're stuck with me." Michael said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes.

"Cut the shit Clifford. I have gym let's go." I said. He rolled his eyes at me.

"What ever let's go." He said keeping a quick pace. My shorter legs made it easy for me to fall behind. I managed to catch him as he walked into gym. I showed the teacher my papers and she gave me a locker number and a lock. I walked to the girls locker room and found my locker. I had a girl with bright blue hair next to me.