A Gingers Crazy Love

2: Hellbent

*Hellbents pov*
There is a new student. Well, she's not new to me. She was in my course in Ireland. Well, she's certainly made an impact in this school. I was hanging out with Dolan, who was walking to Tolop, who was with Sal. However, when he mentioned me, she picked up her bag and went somewhere. Her two friends are in my Social Studies. They don't seem to like school. Neither did Sal, come to think of. It made me upset when she went away from me. She doesn't seem to like me. After lunch, we were in the same classes. The teacher told us to go into groups. Sal and Pandora was in my group. We had to discuss the effect makeup has on today's society. Sal looked me up and down. She seemed particularly interested in my nails. I think you need to clean them she said. Pandora laughed. I look at her. Sal stuffs her hair quickly into her hoodie. She raises her hand. Can I go to the toilet? She asks. Why? Asks Mr. Diego. To open the chamber of secrets she replies back sarcastically. Everyone laughs. Mr. Diego looks at her. She rolls her eyes and walks out to the toilet. She's the new student, isn't she? He asks. We nod. Already she's famous throughout the school. She comes back. Mr. Diego looks at shoes. They're white platform shoes. What's wrong with my shoes? She asks. He ignores this. She goes back to her seat. The bell goes. We walk to English together. What're you doing in English she asks. Watching a movie I reply. We sit at the back of the class. She opens her bag and takes out her hair brush. I spot fingerless gloves, leg warmers and fishnets in there. I also spot a used pregnancy test. It's positive. She digs into the bottom and takes out some Guinness. Want some? She asks. I shake my head. She half fills her bottle with it. The teacher turns on the movie. We're watching "Oliver". She pays no attention and instead goes on her phone. I admire her bravery. An idea struck me. I write her a note. Wanna go home on my motorbike? I pass it to her. She reads it and writes one back. Why should I? You used to treat me so weird in the college in Ireland |;-/. I read this. She takes a drink and looks at me, eyes staring into my shoulder. An other idea strikes me. I write another note. Wanna work for Planet Dolan? I'll recommend you and pass it to her. She smiles and nods. It's like a fire is inside her stomach. Can I go over to your place l8r? It's important  =) I nod. The bell rings. We go to drama. My whole life is a drama she mutters. I admire her courage to wear the incorrect uniform. Her platforms make her so much taller. Her ginger hair glistens in the sunlight. The drama teacher jumps out from behind the curtain. I sigh. He always wants to do drama with a dramatic opening. The girls laugh. Sal looks unimpressed. Students, we have a new student here today he declares. Everyone walk towards us. Sal is looking dissaprovingly at him. Be fair, my princess, and introduc thyself he says. Sal looks at me as if to say what the feck kind of teacher is this. Listen, Buddy, I ain't introducing myself to no weirdo she speaks back. The class wait with baited breath. This ginger hair vixen is using her knowledge of drama very well. Bravo he claps. He continues with the class. He was taking the puss out of Irish people, how dare he. She's positively boiling. She takes out her phone and puts on a rebellious Irish song. She takes off her platforms and takes the stage. The drama class stop to look at her. At the end, she bows. The bell rings indicating the end of the day. He goes out. So does the rest of the class. She pulls on her platform's and her fingerless gloves. I go to my locker. Sal stays behind. I see Pandora at my locker and talk to her. Do you really prefer her over a rare gem? She yells loudly  and storms outside.