Heels Over Head

Chapter One

I shake the box of Lucky Charms silently hoping to hear the familiar rustling of the cereal. Once the rustling sound reaches my ears I peer inside and see it's nearly half full. I have a satisfactory smile as I reach into the fridge to pull out the milk, I start setting up my breakfast when I hear my phone ring it's familiar text tone. I plop down into the chair by the bar in my kitchen and pull my phone out of my back pocket. I smirk down at my phone when I see that it's just Derek, I have that boy wrapped around my pinky. I open the text and read, "Hey babe ;) wanna do something tonight?" I figure I'll just reply later once I get to school. Derek and I aren't a couple or anything like that we're just fuck buddies, except he wants more but I really REALLY don't enjoy strings what so ever. I finish my bowl and put it straight into the dishwasher.

I head into my bathroom and start blasting All Time Low's album Don't Panic as I strip and hop into the shower. I quickly shampoo and condition not bothering to shave my legs because I can tell it's a jean day due to the overcast. I hop out and start getting ready for school. As soon as I'm all set I grab my bag, phone, head phones, sunglasses, motorcycle helmet and head out the door straight for my new black 2013 Softail Slim from Harley Davidson. This bike was my baby. I situate my backpack and speed off to the dreaded school. I don't have many friends, mainly because I prefer to keep to myself and live by my life motto "Hold your head high, and build your walls even higher." I know a lot of people think it's no way to live but I rather enjoy it I have absolutely no one to answer too ever since I got emancipated from my family.

I drive into the first space I see and stride into the wretched building. I head straight to my locker and put my helmet and books away, taking out whatever I need until lunch, stuffing them into my bag. I head to my first block and set up my desk with whatever I think I'll need, place my bag on the back of my chair, and start blasting the Of Mice and Men album I recently downloaded through my head phones making it painfully clear to everyone around me that the last thing I want to do is talk to them. 

By the time the teacher takes his place at the front of the board the room is mainly full and I pull out my head phones ready to start the day. Roughly ten minutes after class has started the "king of the school" strolls in. God I cannot stand him, Chad is the biggest asshole he thinks he runs the place. 

"Do you have a pass?" The teacher asks him with a bored tone.

"Yeah, here," Chad says slamming the note onto the desk. He sits right behind me, much to my dismay, but luckily he doesnt say a single word to me. 

Before I know it lunch time has finally arrived and I go straight to the library to finish the homework I've been already assigned. Despite the majority of my classmates beliefs I'm a straight A student, I finish all of my assignments as soon as I can. It's not because I enjoy school but because I need to get into a good college with hopefully at least a partial scholarship. While I'm in the middle of working on my science lab I notice a person sit in the seat across from me. "What?" I snap at them not bothering to look up.

"You never texted me back. . ." I hear Derek slowly mutter. 

I look up and give him a slight smile, "Sorry, I've just been a bit preoccupied," I quickly spit out and train my eyes back to my paper and try to get back to work.

Derek shifts his weight a bit and watches me work, "Then what do you say? You wanna hang out tonight?" He says with a slight smirk playing at his lips.

"I don't know if I can, I don't get off work till late and I don't know if I can finish my homework before work." I utter quickly looking up noticing his piercing blue eyes and nearly black hair.

"Well how about I come over after work and I'll just spend the night," he suggests with a hopeful glint in his eyes. 

"Fine, and not to be rude but could you please leave so I can finish my work?" I vocalize keeping my eyes glued to my paper. 

"Okay I'll see you tonight babe," he says shooting me a wink and walking out of the library.