YAY! First update 'cuz I dig this story and the girl power it brings! Lolz :D ATTENTION! THIS STORIES REAL NAME IS DARK HANDS AND THE BOYS!!!! get it? got it? good!
This was so not fair I officially hated my parents. Ya, I know I was hard to deal with because of my school jumping and rebellious acts but I don't think they should send me to a BOYS boarding school. It's not that I can't handle my self I just don't want all the boys trying to get into my pants and crowding and ogling at me as if I was the forbidden fruit. I sighed overdramatically and pinched my eyes together I a scowl while my tight sloppy smile dropped and turned into a cold hard line that would send anyone running. Minus my parents that is.
"Pyro, we do have some rules for you only because this school is very important and prestigious. A bonus for you is the three other princes are there too!" at the end my mums voice turned into a squeal and her yes gained a new light. Of course they did, the princes were all super gorgeous but every supernatural was. We were all naturally gorgeous but we still had to work for the gorgeous bodies we had.
"Whatever! Just tell me the rules and I will see what if an do with them." my voice was dangerously low and cold sending visible shivers down my dad's back. Just the reaction I wanted and more. They then proceeded to tell me how no one was going to guard me because all the boys were super "sweet and kind" and no one would get to me as long as I didn't pull my usual crap. Like I really believed a bunch of girl deprived guys were actually going p there pervy little hands to themselves. They were going to be all over me even if I was an fat lesbian. I was female and didn't have any man parts if ya know what I mean. I spiraled my eyes around in a violet swirl of color. And with a cheeky sarcastic grin I stalked off to put my things in my bags because I was supposed to leave today. I was super pissed but I also wasn't going to give them the reaction they wanted either. With a slight thought the door flew open silently and I stalked right on in making a not so quiet plopping noise on my violet bed sheets. I sighed and scrambled back to the headboard and meant my back up against it. My hand went out and with another finger flick the French doors to my closet slowly swung open. Another swish or two of my fingers and the suitcases dropped from the shelves and floated over to me with only a rustle of wind. My hand shot out and made a motion with the palm up, finger out and I pulled my finger towards my self as I was telling my clothes to file into the bags that I would use for my clothes. I really only needed a few small things for my hair and makeup shit because I used smaller relative items and just transformed them into the larger object. I actually fit everything into three bags. One for my clothes, that bag was endless deep like I guess Mary Poppins bag was, the other a small suitcase filled with hair and makeup essentials and my favorite and the biggest bag was for my shoes. Don't get me wrong I might be a touphy but I lovely shoes. I had converses galore, every color combat boot you could think of, a whole shit load of Nike dunks and kicks and a truck load of a bunch of different brands of skater shoes like dcs and etnies. They barley all fit into a bottomless bag! And that says a lot when the bag is BOTTOMLESS. Maybe thirty minutes later my parents called me down a gain and I knew it was time to leave. I grabbed all three bags into my two tiny hands and I started walking out the door. I stopped abruptly remembering a vital thing for a school change. My hair! I actually almost for got my tradition. That was so dumb of me. I stepped up tithe mirror and changed my now green stripe left over from yesterday to an outfit matching purple one. I changed the strip everyday according to my out fit colors but sometimes if I'm going rainbow than I had a bunch of random color stripes. I smiled to myself in the mirror and gave a nice hair flip for effects. With a smile still on my face I picked up my bags again and strode down the stairs with the boots plodding loudly against the marble flooring. After hearing my obviously loud entrance down the grand stair case a few maids came and snatched my bag and scurried away probably given orders to not hug me and tell me how much they will miss me and my big staff sleepovers. I also don't really play well with others especially other girls. They get all jealous and the ones who don't are really girl. Don't get me wrong but the guys are all nice but most of them just want to get into my pants. I did have one friend that isn't part of the staff and his name is Marcus. He is the best friend I could ever have! We usually do everything together but it surprises me he is not here. Marcus is a vampire with pasty white skin black hair and a green stripe to match his eyes. His face is sharp and contrasts greatly against the snake bites below his lip. His body is ripped and he is about 6 ft5. Most immortals are really tall, and like really well built and beautiful at that. His emerald eyes contrast against his skin and they glow with an ever mischievous glint in them. Marcus is like a big brother to me honestly, we both love to get intro trouble and wreck havoc. Just as I thought about him he large black marble front doors swing open and in stomps Marcus glistening wet with his hair shining like onyx. His wet Linkin Park t shirts clung to his body showing off a well defined 6 pack the black shirt matched his glistening hair but it had a soggy feature to it. His skinny jeans were black also but the color made the water droplets look like liquid silver as they dripped to the floor in a puddle around him. The only thing on him that wasn't black was the sharp white lettering on his shirt, the green and black studded belt and his forest green converse high tops. He looked absolutely stunning and if I wasn't his best friend and nothing more I would so be drooling all over him. Marcus was just my type of guy but he was my best friend and I wouldn't do that to him. Besides most guys are stunning in the underworld and well just because he was gorgeous for the most gorgeous doesn't mean he is perfect. A lot of vampires are emo; it's just a persona I guess. I took off fills sprint and hopped the stairs three at a time. Right before I reached him standing there with his arms spread wide ready for my embrace I kept into the air and snaked my arms around his muscled neck. Seconds after his arms snaked around my waist my legs wove there way around his waist so now my full weight was supported by him. He bounced my weight from one leg to the other trying to find a comfortable position for me to mold into his body but without straining his muscles. He kissed my forehead over and over whilst mumbling things like I will miss you so much and I'm sorry for letting this happen to you. He was absolutely adorable when he was like this so fragile and tiny. I snuggled my head into his neck letting the warmth that radiated off him take full effect lighting my senses this dreary day.
"Marcus, I will miss you so much! I'll be back soon though they can't god me that long!" He was such worry wart! I giggled to myself and dropped my legs and so he took this as a chance to push me back and look me straight in the eye. Now this was soooo lecture time I hate this but he thought it was for my safety.
"Pyro, be careful you are very important and we don't want you coming home hurt from a bunch of sex and girl deprived boys who just think you're a toy. Got it? I'm not allowed this time to join you because your parents think I'm a bad influence so watch yourself! If anyone dares to touch you call me and I will their ass!" He sounded so serious and when he mentioned my parents his eyes had an angry glint to them. Wow he actually thought I would tattle on some guy, I can handle myself! I was then pushed from the back and out into the rain so I snapped a water field around me and the rain just bounced off me. I was crowed by people with cameras and microphones but I just kept walking down to the hummarzine that would take me too the academy's jet where everyone boards at the beginning of the school tear but I was two months late In the semester. My chauffeur popped open my door holding it out for me so I slid into my seat until I was at the farthest corner. The limo was sleek and comfy so I stared off into the distance at the surrounding scenery.
Before I even knew it the airport came into view and the door on it side was popped open. I came tumbling because I was rested on the door and I sprawled to the ground.
"I'm so sorry Miss! Let me help you!" I really don't blame him but I took the outstretched hand anyway. He pulled me to my feet and I steadied myself. I took my hands and brushed myself off and patter my hair down again. I dubbed myself suitable for a new school an plain ride so I smiled at him and I walked over to the private jet. The inside was really nice but no one else was even there even though I knew that would be the case. Every item had the stupid symbol for the academy on. The seats cups and everything else under the sun and from my opinion it was really pathetic. I shook my head and chuckled lightly to myself clearing my mind from the thoughts as I sat down in the closet plush seat. Maybe only three minutes later the plane took off and I did a spell so I was in a fast forward state pretty much. It's weird but I'd didn't feel like sitting on a plane for two hours without anything to do because my iPod was waayyy buried in my bag that it wasn't even funny!
Finally the plane landed and I was ushered out by some stewardess. I hopped off the plane and I took in my surroundings. The building wasn't a school but more like a castle. A lot smaller and less grand then mine but still beautiful. On the building it said in worn out letters Blair Castle. Boys were everywhere, lying on grass, eating, and even playing football or wrestling. Most guys didn't notice me yet but they didn't even seem to be bothered with the jet on the runway. They are either really oblivious or they don't give two shits about anything! I turned my head once more to see the tall old guys from the plane carrying my bags from behind me and I took this as a chance to get moving. I strutted towards the school and straight in the middle of every boy. I am so sure that at that exact moment every eye was on me with mouths hanging open. Some boys gave wolf whistles other did a finger gesture like come to me and some just had wide eyes and were drooling. I just kept walking like nothing ever fazed me but stopped when I heard an ongoing conversation.
"Dude! I could so tap that! Look at her body, she'll be an easy score man!" One boy said this and by head snapped towards the whispers to see maybe five guys giving me lustful stares. Their eyes checked me out and they lingered on my breasts and high thighs. It actually looked like they were undressing me with their eyes! I walked over to them and stopped with my hands on my hip and a deathly look on my face. They looked shock but then they turned smug with hints of amusement in their eyes.
"I don't give two shits who said it because you're all going to pay! And no I'm not an 'easy score!'" They just laughed in my face! I grabbed the closest one by the neck and squeezed really hard. I might be small but I lifted him above the ground by like 6 inches. My face pinched in disgust at his weak attempts to get out of my hold. Ha! Let's see him try. I shook my head gave a half laugh and stalked off. In the background I could hear him making small gasping sounds.
Continued my graceful strut like the mini fight earlier meant nothing. Finally reaching the stairs I turned and faced the gawking masses. "Yes, yes. You can either take a picture 'cuz it'll last longer or you can all stand there and catch flies." And with a flourish and a bow I snapped my fingers opening up the doors and stepped into what was going to be the worst year of high school yet.
