Psycho

Prologue.

"Principals office, now!" My teacher yelled for the seventh time.

I ignored her and kept walking down the hall, I felt people's eyes following down the hall and all I could do was smirk.

"Aaron Parker, if you don't come back here right now, there will be consequences!" Mrs. Jones voice was high pitched and annoying, I could only imagine how red her face was out of frustration right now.

"Like what? Detention? Both you and I know that I fuck those anyways" I finally stopped walking and span around with a smug smile.

And I was correct, my short, slightly overweight old teacher's face was dark red, I was pretty sure it would turn blue if she didn't calm down.

"I would stop clenching my fists if I were you, you're going to stop the bloodshed in your fingers" I teased her, gesturing towards her small hands that were tightly clenched on both sides of her hips.

"LANGUAGE! And you will be suspended from school at least a week!" The old woman kept yelling and I sighed and leaned down to look her in the eyes.

"Do you really think I would be complaining if I got a week off school?" I laughed and saw her right eye start to twitch.

"Y-you absolute delinquent!" Mrs. Jones stuttered out in a mix of anger and frustration.

"Ouch" I mocked her, dramatically clutching my hands over my chest and lifting my finger to dry off some pretend tears.

"AAAHHH GO HOME, JUST GO HOME ALREADY!" Mrs. Jones completely lost it and she pointed towards the end of the corridor.

"I can't take it anymore, just go home" She croaked out and I grinned in victory.

"But dear Melinda, what would be the fun in that?" I scratched my chin in pretend thought and she looked frightened of what I would do next.

"A-Aaron" She began, but I cut her off with a chuckle.

"I'm just fucking with you, why would I deny the opportunity to go home early from school?"

"Language!" She yelled once again and I flipped her off.

"Bye Mrs. Jones, see you tomorrow!" I blew her a kiss and walked the last piece of the corridor, winking at the nervous boy by the lockers I caught staring at me.

His eyes widened when I did so and I laughed as I excited my beloved school.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and checked the time.

It wasn't even lunch yet.

The mall sounded pretty good now, I could step by Pasta Alfredo's too and grab myself some lunch.

I walked towards the cars and jumped into my dear Mercedes Benz Sf1.

It was a black sports car, a real sweet ride if you ask me.

Or anyone really.

I put on the radio and turned up the volume to the max.

Radiohead was blasting through the car and I hummed along.

When I drove out of the parking, a nervous looking boy in particular caught my attention.