Ms. Rebel and Mr. Badass

Chapter 3

"She sits up high,
Surrounded by the sun,
One million branches and she loves everyone.
Mom and dad-"

I tap the snooze button on my alarm from my iPhone and yawn. I wrap the blankets around me tighter and bury my head in the warm heap of blankets to protect myself from the cold.

My eyes are just about to flutter shut when my alarm blares in my ear.

"She sits up high
Surrounded by-"

I angrily tap the snooze again. I stay in bed and mentally prepare myself for the cold that will engulf my body as I make my flee to the bathroom.

"Okay. 1...2..."
I sit up in bed and put on a soldier face as I glare at the bathroom door. Lets do this.

"3!" I sprint to the bathroom as goosebumps form on my skin. I shut the door and flick the light switch, forgetting that there was no electricity and sigh. I run my shower and wait for the water to heat up. Seriously, there is no tub. It's just a shower head with a flat bottom and a little drain in the centre.

I strip quickly and hop in, spending a good 5 minutes just letting the warm water hit my body and soak my hair. Then I quickly wash up and step out, towel drying my hair and stepping back into my room with just a towel on which was a very bad idea as the goosebumps claim my skin once again.

I grab my dark red uniform skirt and slide it on, the slip on my lingerie. Buttoning up my black school shirt and leaving the top two undone, I grab my white tie and slip it over my head and let it hang loosely from my neck.

I slip on my fishnet stockings and my chunky white leg warmers and finish it off with my black creepers. I put my hair in a sloppy ponytail after raking through the jungle of brown curls with a comb. I take a step to my vanity and grab my mascara, and apply a coat and then I do my black eyeliner. I add two more coats of mascara and then finish it off with a little bit of lip balm.

I open my door and go down the hallway to my baby brothers room and gently knock on the door before pushing it open. There, face down, lying on his race car bed is my little brother whose snoring uncontrollably. I walk over to him and shake him awake.

"Leave me alone." He mutters in a sleepy voice.

"Oh get up, you."

"No." More mumbling and rebelling.

"I'll tickle you."

"I'm not ticklish..."

"3."

"..."

"2."

"You can't force me to-"

"One-"

"Okay fine sissy! Jeez!" He complains as he stretches, now sitting up. He slowly climbs out of bed with his sandy brown bed head flopping about. I smile at my little soon-to-be heartbreaker. Seriously, my little brother is a cute kid. Sandy brown glossy hair, green eyes (unlike my hazel ones I got from our dad) and a chin dimple. Definite ladies man in the making.

"Okay, 20 minutes and then breakfast buddy." I say as i begin to walk out and let him do his routine. I head down the stairs and take a second to let my eyes to adjust to the dark before walking into the kitchen and preparing a simple breakfast of toast and jam for him.

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"Okay Jack, I'll see you after school. Don't break too many hearts. And what's the motto?"

"No glove, no love!" He states proudly, his dimple popping out from his grin. I smile and mess up his nicely styled hair, and watch as he pouts before hugging my legs and running into the entrance. I half sprint half walk down the hill that leads to the Shady Brooke High. I quickly step into the building and make my way to my home room with a confident walk as I see noses crinkle in disgust at my attire and people whispering things I'm sure aren't compliments. Agh, High school. The sweet smell of desperation and fake bitches. Yay.

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"What'd I do now, Joe?" I ask my principle as I sit on the edge of his desk which earns me a disapproving look. It's lunch time and I'm just about ready to eat someone's soul if I don't get food.

"It's Mr. Hawkins to you, Ms. Waters. Now why don't you explain the reason why four young men are standing outside, looking for you? It's causing a great disruption on campus and-"

"Whose waiting for me?"

"Why don't you go look yourself." He says motioning to his door. I get up and hastily walk outside of the office and greet the assistant. She's a young, hot blonde with low cut blouses and squinty eyes. She waves at me with a warm smile as I make my way out. Standing outside of the schools entrance is, you guessed it, four Elite Academy Manwhores. I step outside and glare them all down as they stand looking like they're posing for a fucking Hollister photo shoot with their half buttoned shirts and attractive hair and-

"Done admiring the beauty?" The guy with intense grey eyes says with a smug expression and a sly grin.

"The beauty? Actually I was staring in amusement at how open you guys are about being gay. The attire says it all." I say with an innocent smile. They glare in return.

"Anyways, we're here because you need to come with us." Another guy with a surfer guy hairstyle except with auburn -brown hair says. I stare in confusion for a second.

Are they serious? Ha! Like I'm going anywhere with a bunch of AID infested Manwhores. Nice try.

"Hey!" Grey eyes said. Oops. Thinking aloud. Before they can continue this pointless conversation, I turn to my right and run for the parking lot. I hear their foot steps behind me as I try and weave my way through the cars and confuse them. In a matter of seconds I'm out of breath and my running has slowed down when I feel arms wrap around my waist. I scream as loud as I can before a hand covers my mouth.

"Jesus, woman. Shut up!" I hear a new voice say. I lick his hand and he pulls away.

"Did you just lick me?" I hear the person behind me snicker and I elbow him in the abs.

"Ouch!" He yelps.

"Let me go, cunt!" I scream.

"I like the position though."

I elbow him again.

"God damnit, why so violent?"

"Why kidnap me!?"

"It's not really kidnapping, we're just borrowing you."

"Without consent."

"You talk too much."

"Cunt."

"Emo freak."

"Cock sucker."

"Slu-"

"CAN WE JUST GO!?" The same voice of the guys hand I licked comes from behind us. Suddenly, I'm slung like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder, my head dangling and staring at a very nice ass in those fitted black uniform pants. I smack his ass and feel him jump.

"What the hell!?"

"What, you have a nice ass."

"Oh yeah?" He says. "Yours is in full view. I suggest you get a longer skirt, but that bright pink is a nice shade on you."

I blush and pound on his butt.

"Stop looking and pull my skirt down!" I bark.

"I'd rather take it off." I hear someone mutter as everyone snickers. I grunt in frustration until im finally set down to reveal that surfer hair dude was holding me. I slap him before he climbs in the car and he gives me a puppy dog face.

"So violent."

"So perverted."

And after that, we speed off to an unknown place, in a car I'm unfamiliar with, with four perverts who've seen my bright pink undies.

What an awesome day.