Behind the Bad Boy Mask

CH. 1

SCAR'S POV:

"BEEP...BEEP...BEEP", what the fuck.

"BEEP...BEEP...BEEP"

The... shit my alarm, it is not a good time to wake me up. I was so close to kissing Taylor Lautner.

Speaking of alarms, what time is it....I try to open my eyes to see the time and turn off that damn alarm but key word being 'try' I immediately ended up closing my eyes.

Fuck too bright... ugh, well here goes nothing.

Once I successfully opened my eyes without blinding myself, I turn off my alarm and see its only six in the morning.

Yeah, its pretty bright outside considering its six in the morning but we are in L.A. after all.

So its the price I got to pay for the great stores and awesome beaches.

I look around my room, which is pretty big. It's color scheme is mostly gold, black and white. Having a grey chest at the end of my bed, containing forgotten childhood toy's and what not.  Also having two black nightstands, one on each side of my bed.

To the right of me is a white door leading to the hallway, then there's the two doors to my left, one leading to the bathroom and the other leading to my walk in closet.  There's also a large window with golden curtains.

Where I find my curtains to be apparently open, no wonder there's so much light in here.

Oh well, I gingerly get off of my bed and walk to my bathroom.

Basically the whole theme of my bathroom is just like my bedroom. All the way at the back of the bathroom is the tub, to my right the toilet and to the left my sink, with over priced every things everywhere. Shampoo, conditioner, soap, tooth paste you name it. All a waste if you ask me, but i forgot you didn't, so yeah.

Once I get into my bathroom I close my door and begin to strip all my clothes off. I look into the mirror and what, well more like who, I see in the mirror isn't the old me.

The school nerd, with the big black rimmed glasses, messy red curls all tied up into a high bun and large baggy clothes that showed barely any curves to the world, is gone.

Now replaced with a wild red headed, ice cold grey eyes with little hints of blue and well showed off curves in all the right places.

Though the girl in the mirror is almost an exact opposite of the old me, she has the same emotions and feelings as the old me.

Well had.

After Luke broke the old me that was still there, the nerd.

I prefer to be called Scar.

Because Scarlett died with that relationship. All that's left is Scar, the wound that never quite healed.

I jump into the shower took a short, hot bath, making sure I was all clean. Once done I got out and dried myself off. I left my hair to naturally dry which left it in mid back red curls.

After I walked out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around me I went straight to my closet to choose my outfit for my first day at Beverly Hills high.

I ended up choosing ripped black skinny jeans, black combat boots, a red short sleeved shirt, and my leather jacket as the last part of the outfit. Once I finished getting dressed I grabbed my white Jan sport book bag, which I packed yesterday.

There was really no need for make-up i don't use it much, unless for important get togethers and what not. I checked the time.

6:30. Perfect.

I went downstairs and grabbed myself a bowl of cereal. After I ate I washed my plate and put it back in the cabinet.

With that I walked outside, locked the house and went off to my baby.

My Harley Davidson  blacked-out bruiser. 

Now you must be wondering where my parents are, well pretty simple, on another business trip.

I sometimes go with them but then again it is my first day at this school so I shouldn't miss it.

I grabbed my helmet from its compartment and put it on my head while getting on.

Once on I placed the key in the ignition and listen as it roared to life. With that I pulled out of my three story house and off to school.

Beverly Hills High you better prepare yourself because here I come.

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So there you go I know its short but the next chappy is pretty big well I suppose.

By the way at the top is our main character Scar.

You know the usual, if any questions or disagreement points that you come about please inform me by commenting and I hope you like my book so far.

So yeah thanks for reading.

-As always JJ's typing...