Beauty and The Beast (Not Your Average Girl Meets Boy)

I want much more than this provincial life..

Some people are meant for great things. Some go on to be senators, some even go to medical school. And then there are some that are like belladonna...

Our story takes place like every other day in Bells life. Trying to out run trouble.

"Looks like I caught you again hoodlum" the security guard at the piggly wiggly snared as Bell was casually walking out of the front door

"What are you talking about Albert, I haven't stolen anything," she snapped trying to get away from the fat middle-aged man in the "too tight for him" rent-a-cop uniform; who was waddling quickly behind her.

"Hand it over Copperson. Before I have to get your parents on the phone." He snickered under his breath the word parents. "Very funny Albert... can I go now?" she said turning her pockets inside out proving she had indeed not stolen anything.

"Alright this time your clean but next time knowing you it wont be the same story" he barked as he managed to turn around and slowly but surely make his way back into the store. As you may have noticed Albert is very fat

All she wanted was to be apart of something. She didn't understand her full potential. Here she was shoplifting form the nickel and dime stores here in her small town, when she could go two cities over, to become the greatest thing since Betty White since she is older than sliced bread walking home from the store, eating a cheese stick she had hidden from Albert, Bell wondered if she would ever get the chance to get out of this town. Away from everyone who knew her as "the hoodlum with no family." Away from the judgmental face of her small Christian values kind of town. Where the white picket fence was the only way to be labeled as successful. She wanted to feel her heart race and her named cheered. Well maybe not the full name "Belladonna Copperson" some name right. Her mother was really into those old classic names like from medieval times and the early 20's. Her father? Well she knows his last name is Copperson.

To busy day dreaming in her own little word Bell fails to hear the sound of speeding cars come straight for her. The roaring of the engine racing at tops speeds was a sound unfamiliar to Bell. Yet she still managed to eventually notice the sound, just soon enough to see two cars racing down the road. One a fire red like watching a solar flare burst on the street. The other however was as black as night like a shadow slipping past you at the speed of light. Both incredible fast and dangerous. As well as breath taking all at the same time. It was in that moment that Bell knew what she wanted to do. She had found her calling. Belladonna Copperson. The hoodlum with no parents... was about become Belladonna Copperson the street racer.