Hey everyone nd my fans....
Heres the sort-of beginning of my new story nd i hope everyone loves it
Jamievamp xox
Kill Or Be Killed
Chapter One
Isabelle's POV
I woke up shivering like crazy. The same dream kept on haunting me over and over and over again. As if having my loved ones killed wasn't enough suffering for me. To watch my parents get killed right there in front of me. I still felt angry because I was there with them. But I was helpless. Ever since then I never made myself helpless.
You'd think that the merciless people who turned my life and my brother's life upside down would just stop? Nope. Now they're after us.
My simple motto to these savage fools that have always been after us was: Kill or Be Killed.
I sat up and checked my bedside clock. 3:30 am. Damn, since I'm awake, I might as well get up. I left my room and decided to go over an early morning jog.
When I wake up once, I can never get back to sleep. I changed into my black track pants and a t-shirt. I grabbed my sports sneakers and my black iPod.
I came back home at around 5:30 am and headed straight for the shower. When I finished showering and applying my dark eye-liner, I headed to my walk-in wardrobe. I always put my make-up on before my clothes. I put on black ¾ length tights and a black miniskirt with a baby blue tank top and dark purple hooded jacket on.
Shit!! I was running mega late so I just grabbed my keys and my purple and black converses on. I ran to my car and sped off to school. Screw the dumb-ass police.
The beginning of the day sort-of went in a blur. At lunchtime I usually sat with my brother and his friends. And as usual, I cranked my music up high. I love Paramore so I played Decode and tuned out everyone and everything around me. Bloody-hell, no matter how high I cranked my music, there was always some pestering freak that had to interrupt me. Can't they tell that I am tuning everyone out for a reason. If they can't, they should go back to Elementary school and learn.
"What the hell do you want?" I growled angrily at the person. It was one of Aidan's friends.
(A/N: Demetry, short for Demetrius, is Isabelle's brother. Isabelle calls her bro Demi)
The dude didn't answer me.
"Are you retarded or something. I said what. The.Hell.Do.You.Want?" I pronounced each word carefully. Shit, this guy must be crazy.
"You're sitting in my seat," Mr Freak said. His seat? Man this dude really is delusional.
"I don't see your name on it. So PISS OFF!" I shouted at him. Everyone in the cafeteria shut-up and listened to us fight. Man this idiot is such a...IDIOT!!!
I continued listening to my music, didn't eat my lunch, 'cause the random weird guy put me off from eating.
I felt someone lift me and then my butt hit the floor. Real hard. Now I was really pissed. I saw the same annoying jerk-face SITTING in my seat. MY SEAT!
I put my iPod in my pocket and grabbed the dude by his collar and pushed him as hard as I could backwards. He full on the floor, this time he hit his butt on the floor. I punched him smack in the face so hard his nose started to bleed. A lot. No-one pushes me around or else they'll face the consequence, and people have learnt that the hard way. I was about to punch him again but was stopped by a loud stern voice. One that could only belong to Principal Van Der Hoodsen.
