Pandemonium [PT 1 in the Immortals Series] GirlxGirl

Pandemonium [PT 1 in the Immortals Series]

Do you ever get a feeling like the entire world is against you? Like they are waiting for you to make one wrong move so they can sit there and laugh? That's how I feel everyday at school. With the rich private school I'm going to, I feel like I don't belong.

Everyone there is either a blonde or brunette, with extreme sense of fashion and all are extremely rich from their parents money. Then there is me, with my 5'3 petite frame with red curly hair down to the middle of my back. I have freckles caressing my cheeks that contrasts actually quite well with my pale skin. My eyes are a shocking green, almost like a field of grass green.

I'm like the duck in the pond full of seagulls. I just don't belong. My parents say I'm unique, different. They say it's good to be different, well I think it's a curse. Of course my feminity and my "beauty" still attracts some guys at school, that's if they're not tainted by the rumors of those low life skanks that call themselves "The Schools Angels" since our mascout is an Angel. They aren't anything like an angel.

Last year they spread a rumor about me hooking up with the new kid, Robert Mills, and screwing him on top of the schools roof. Did I also tell you about the time they spread rumors about me sucking off three different dudes at once? No? Well I did now. 

Quite ridiculous. I'm probably the only virgin in the entire school, and the main sluts of the school are calling me a slut? But what can I do? I'm tiny, and no one will take me seriously. I have almost no friends except for one. Danielle. She's been with me through thick and thin. She's been my friend the entire time here, by here I mean in Finland. I wasn't born here, no. I was born in Northern Canada, but was moved here when I was two, so I don't remember much. My orignal name is also not Alekssandra, did I also tell you that my parents aren't my parents? Yeah, my real parents left me because they could take care of me, so that makes me even more different.

I sighed heavily as I got out of bed... Great, today was the first day of school. Yay. Not. This year I'm starting eleventh grade, so maybe people this year will actually take me more litteral then before.

I walked into my bathroom thats linked to my bedroom, and stared back at the person in the mirror. Wow, even throughout all this frustration and years of bullying, theres no bags under my eyes, not a simple imperfection on my pale skin. Flawless.

Yeah, whether my skin be pale or not, it's not going to smell great itself. I walk back into my room forgetting to choose my clothes. I'd rather not walk back in there with just a towel on, it gets REALLY cold here in finland. My walk-in closet resides right beside my bedroom door, and a couple times certain people have walked in while I was just exiting my closet... Let's just say my nose didn't agree with what they did. The red liquid proved it.

I usually dress the part for nerd, I already get bullied for it, so why not? I put on my beige skinny jeans and my white and red plaid t-shirt. I also put on my suspenders, with red suspender straps. You're probably thinking, "Wow, this chick is a total nerd, and or is trying to hard to act the part". Yeah, well, no. My "parents" think I like to dress nerdy so they bought me this.. And besides, it's comfortable.

Once I picked out my undergarments, bra, and my shoes (Red and white Hi-Top Converse, They're sooo cute!) I walk back into my bathroom. Hopefully I didn't forget anything this time. I start to turn the knobs on the shower, and wait for it to heat up, then step in. The hot water pouring of my skin is extremely refreshing. I can already feel my muscles loosening up. I then grab my lemon and raspberry shampoo and conditioner and start to massage my red curly locks. As my shampoo goes to work I grab my puff and start to put coconut bodywash on it.

I rub the puff up my legs, across my chest, my face, arms and finally my lower torso... I reach down to my core, that is throbbing for my touch... Well, whatever, I haven't had the time for it in awhile... As I start to massage my core in a pattern, I begin to slip a finger inside. I moaned, like, loud.