The Bad Move

Chapter 1

Kayla's POV

There she was, walking down the street with her pale skin broken and cut.

"Mom? Mommy!" I yelled.

I ran towards her with all my might. The further I ran, the farther she got until she was just a figure of my imagination.

"Looking for me?" I heard a dark scratchy voice behind me.

I took a sharp breath when I realized there was a sharp, cold knife, pressured against my neck almost drawing blood. I screamed an ear piercing scream.

I gasped as I grabbed my throat vigorously. I whipped the cold sweats off my forehead and under my chin. I continued to take deep breathes until I was successfully calm. I looked over at my bedside table and it read 6:08. I had to wake up in 20 minutes anyways so I got out of bed. My stomach turned when I realized this was my first day of school in the new town. I took a deep breathe and exhaled slowly. I quickly did my queen sized bed, with blue and black sheets on it. I opened my closet that was pretty much just boxes.

I sighed and opened the box that said 'jeans'. I grabbed a pair of vibrant blue skinny jeans with rips on the knees and threw them on the bed. I grabbed one of the only things that was hanging up, which was a black and white flannel and threw it on the bed along with the jeans. Lastly, I opened my drawer and grabbed a black crop top with spaghetti straps that goes a little over my belly button. (Outfit in media)

I grabbed a towel and opened my door slowly. I walked carefully and quietly to the bathroom upstairs. Quickly, I took my shower and brushed my teeth. I wrapped my hair in a towel and let it soak up the water.

I tiptoed down the stairs and slipped into my room quietly. I got dressed quickly and brushed my curly hair and let it hang down my waist. Finishing off I grabbed a pair of white vans and put them on. I looked at my clock and it read '6:58'. I froze when I heard a knock on my door.

My door opened revealing my aunt. She had beautiful blue eyes that I envied. Where I had dark, depressing grey eyes which alternated between colors throughout the seasons. She had beautiful straight, platinum blonde, hair that was cut just below her shoulder blades. I had brown, tight curled hair, that flowed a little below my hips.

"Morning beautiful." She said happily. I smiled at her comment.

"Morning tía." (aunt in Spanish)

"You're up early.Eager for you first day?"

I rolled my eyes at her accusation. "Never" She laughed her famous laugh and walked down the penthouse stairs.

"Are you walking to school or are you willing to have me drive you?" She asked, secretly wanting me to choose the second one. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled, knowing she was going to drive me to school in one of her luxurious cars. We sat down at the granite island in the middle of the sophisticated kitchen.

"What's for breakfast today? Cereal or something else?" She asked while opening the stainless steal fridge.

"Cereal!" I laughed. I grabbed FruitLoops and poured them in a bowl adding milk after. I grabbed my phone out my pocket and went on Instagram occasionally liking some pictures. I looked at the time '7:30'. I sighed. I looked at my aunt and she grabbed her keys. I put my dish in the dish washer and grabbed my brown leather bag. I sighed and followed her to the garage. She opened the garage revealing over 20 cars.

"Pick a car, any car" she said mimicking a magician. I laughed and sprinted towards the blue and black Lamborghini parked in the corner. She grinned with delight and opened the chest that had all the car key hanging. She grabbed the one for the Lamborghini and dashed to the car. I know that being the new girl is hard and I wanted to stay as unnoticed as possible but, I couldn't help it. This was my favorite car.

I got in the car and buckled my seatbelt. Liz put the key in the ignition and the engined roared to life. I sighed as I watched her back the car out of the garage and out the drive way. She clicked the button on her keys and the garage door closed hiding the luxurious cars behind a white painted metal door. My stomach did flips as we started down the road to the school. She turned on the radio and Death of A Bachelor by Panic! At the Disco blared threw the speakers. By the time the end of the song came, the school came in few. I watched as everyone got out there cars and turned there heads to my car. Well, my aunts car. Was it because it was a Lamborghini? Was it because the music was loud? Or was it because I was the new girl? I gulped as my aunt parked in front of the school. I kissed her goodbye and made my way out the car. I pushed a piece of hair behind my ear and held my head high. Grabbing my schedule from in my bag I walked to room 304, Spanish.

This will be easy being so I'm Dominican and Puerto Rican. I made my way to locker 1004 and unlocked it using the code on my schedule. I still felt eyes on me. I turned around and sure enough there they were. Staring at me.

"Are you done watching?" I snapped. Great way to blend in I thought. Everyone looked away and proceeded with their whispers, most likely about me.

I sighed and put in my new notebooks and a locker mirror in my locker. I heard the warning bell ring and made my way to the third floor. I found room 304 pretty easily. There was about 1 minute until class started. I stayed out the room until the bell rang. As the bell rang I walked into the room, all eyes on me. I rolled my eyes and walked to the back of the class where the only seat was left.

It was in between two guys both beautifully handsome. The guy on the right had straight, jet black hair the was tossed messily on his head. He had brown eyes, and was extremely fit. He was wearing a blue shirt that showed of his six pack and his muscles on his arms. On the other hand, the guy on the left had dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He had even more muscle that put the other guy to shame. He had a contoured jaw line and high cheek bones. He was wearing a plain white tee shirt that him tightly in all the right places. He was wearing a leather jacket over it and black jeans. And that's when I knew, he was the bad boy.

I sighed and sat down next to them. The teacher looked at me and narrowed her eyes.

"Dominican or Puerto Rican?" The Spanish teacher asked. I lowered in my seat as everyone looked up at me.

" Los dos." I replied in Spanish. She looked up and smiled at me.

"Perfect! This going to be fun since no one seems to enjoy this class." I smiled sheepishly and tried to hide the blush that appeared on my cheeks with my hair. She turned back to the board and started writing something. They with the dirty blonde hair tapped me on my shoulder. I looked over to him and she smirked at me. My left eyebrow shot up.

"My names Aidan." He smiled at me. I nodded my head and grabbed my notebook out my bag and started copying notes.

"What? No response?" I smiled at him once again and mouthed a 'hi' then got back to my notes.

"Aw, come on! Don't be like that." He poked my cheek. I smacked his hand away and felt the blush rising on my cheeks. He's the bad boy. No way am I getting mixed up with him. He probably has a different girl in his bed every night. I moved the desk slightly over so her can get the hint that I wasn't interested. But I knew damn well I was. I blushed at the thought of him and I.

"Ooh you're cute when you blush." He said when moved closer to me. I blushed an even darker red. I'm pretty sure he thought I had rosacea. This was going to be a long class day.

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