Bad Boy Meet MMA Nerd

Parents can be so cruel

Amalia

I rolled off my bed landing on the floor with a huge thud. typical. I then hear my father yell 

"I know that your woke Amalia hurry up its your first day of school and you are not going to be late!" he shouted while i just grunted slowly getting up off the ground grudgingly making my way to my bathroom. It was small but elegant, It was a lovely pastel blue with black and cream colored tiles. I turned the water on waiting for it to get scorching hot then hopped in allowing my muscles to relax because i already knew my first day was going to be stressful. After about 30 minutes i was finished scrubbing away all the dirt from my body and began to dry off. I wrapped a towel around my wet hair as i brushed my teeth and washed my face. Once i was done i finished drying my hair allowing it to be in its curly unruly mess and proceeded in putting on the outfit i picked out last night. The outfit consisted of black high waisted skinny jeans, black high tops with gold spikes on it, a black and gold crop top that read "Run up you get Done up!". I made it myself and was quite proud. To top it all off i put on my ray bands because i actually need glasses and a batman beanie. After getting dressed i looked in the mirror and put my red baby lips lip balm on not bothering with make up and headed downstairs to be greeted by my very angry father.

"Amalia do you have any idea what time it is!"

"Nope, why?"

"Its 7:45, and classes start at 7:50!" my eyes widen i grabbed my bag and rushed over to the cabinet in the kitchen to get some candy and stuffed it in my bag roughly the grabbed my long board and met my dad in the car as he sped off trying to get me to school on time but failed. As soon as we got there the late bell rang, I sighed as i walked through the double door of EverCrest High. What a thrill im late on the first day i wandered the halls until i found student affairs. I walked in to see some old bat who looked like she was on her last legs could be any younger than 90. 

"May I help you?" she asked in the sweetest old lady voice i ever heard

"Uh, yeah im new here and was wondering where can i pick up my schedule?"

"Oh! Right here may i have you name please?"

"Amalia Fae"

"Alright, here you are i will have someone show you to your first class"

"Thank you ma'am" 

Another lady came and showed me to my first class and of course i received the 'omg theres a new kid here' look and i began to shyly shift my feet and played with my fingers. My first class was English with Mr. Rodgers

"well dont just stand there introduce yourself" he spoke harshly causing me to scowl

"My name is Amalia Fae im obviously new here and yeah....thats about it"

"take a seat in an empty chair, make it quick i have a class to teach" again he spoke harshly causing my scowl to deepen but still i said nothing and trudged to a seat all the way in the back next to the window. As i walked by i heard whispers 

" Ha her last name is Fae you know in french that means fairy but look at her she fat and ugly arent fairies supposed to be cute?"

"yea i know she would make tinkerbell feel ashamed" the girls snickered unaware that i head them but i didnt care i was better than them i may not be the skinniest. finest or sexiest girl in the world in fact i was none of that i knew i was ugly as hell but i didnt care i cant change my looks i wouldnt want to because then i wouldnt be me. I just rested my chin in my palm as i looked out the window with no cares in the world. The bell rang signalling that this class was over and considering i was in no rush to get to my next class i moved at my own pace but just a tad bit to slowly and the late bell rang while i was still wondering the halls. On my magical journey i found the girls bathroom and decided to make a pit stop, as i was washing my hands i heard muffled voices and someone crying. It sounded like it was coming from outside i walked out the bathroom to the nearest exit and from around the corner i saw this girl on the ground covered with blood and three girls stomping on her while one was pulling her hair and punching her in the face. Just seeing that alone made my blood boil adn caused me to march towards them.