Angel Or Demon

Chapter 1

"Priscillia Cox, please report to the principal's office, I repeat Priscillia cox , please report to the principal's office"

I inwardly groan, this is the fourth time I'm going in there this week, I should have a special armchair or something if they're just gonna keep  calling me back in everytime I have just a little tiny itty bit of fun.

Its not that im a bad girl per say......actually no scratch that, I'm a bitch. I just genuinely derive entertainment from watching other people fall into one of my prank traps, nothing too harmful though, I'm a trouble maker not a sadist

My school isn't the typical high school with queen bees and nerds and all that clichè bullshit. Its an academy for supposedly specially gifted kids or as the pompous snobs call it 'prodigies'. The only part I actually like is the fact that we have wayy less subjects compared to a normal school.
We only do English and Math then one other subject that has to do with our talent. My talent is actually the one that the school nurtures the least. I don't think they appreciate the fact that I can hack into any software or device in my sleep seeing as I refuse to use this talent for anything else other than to embarass other kids.

Seriously though guys, if you gotta show someone the junk in your trunk, dont do it over the phone, you never know who could hack into it..

Insert evil laugh here.

We do have the popular kids as well but not the 'fall down at my feet and worship me' popular kind which is why I take time out of my busy schedule to make life interesting for all these kids so they wouldn't get bored out of their minds. I'm honestly so thoughtful.

I soon got transported back to reality and the ever so joyful world of being scolded by my balding, sweaty principal sitting in a ridiculously large chair, twirling his stupidly long goatee. It's a shame this is all pretty pointless though cause I have more dirt on him than a refuse dump having sex with a garbage truck. Who knew your principal making a steamy sex tape back in the day could have its perks?

"Priscilla", He started with a heavy sigh "Do you realise this is the fourth time this week you've been sent in here?"

"Yeah" I chuckled " And you should probably get some gummy worms and slushes or something cause I might be back again a lot this week"

"What am I going to with you?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I suggest getting me a birthday present, it's my birthday tomorrow and unless you want seemingly private videos leaked by 'accident' then you should probably start looking up jet ski prices" I said and walked out with an evil grin on my face.

On my way out I bumped into some creepy contortionist dude walking with one arm and one leg in some creepy spider like position. I really do not understand what kind of classes
a contortionist would be taking. But I admit it would be pretty cool to be able to write and sniff your butt at the same time.

"Ooofff"

I was once again snapped out of my daydream by a head on collision in the middle of the school hallway

"You should really watch where you're going", I grunted, rubbing my forehead in pain and yet still unwilling to accept that it was most likely my fault.

"Sorry babe, do you need me to help ease the pain a little", The cheeky blonde said with a sly grind

"Look Kaitlyn I don't really swing that way anymore, it was a one time thing"