Katy's POV
The blinding sunlight woke me up from my sweet dreams. It was the first day of class and I have to get there early. Damn it I hate waking up early in the morning. I thought as I lazily walked down the stairs.
"Good morning Ms. Katy." My guardian says. I ignore her like I usually do and sat on my spot at the table. She placed a toasted bread coated with butter and I cringed in disgust.
"Hey! You know I hate butter!" I yelled as she had an apologetic look on her face.
"I-I'm sorry that was my own careless mistake." She apologize.
"Hey, if apologies could solve everything what's the use of those stupid policemen?" I ask furious.
".....I-"
I grabbed the toast and threw it to the ground after that I stepped on it. "Eat it." I ordered. She was cowering in fear and I knew she was scared.
Yes, this is how people should see me, as someone frightening. I have killed two people and it won't make a difference if I killed three. Fear me!
She sank to her knees and with a shaky hand she reached out the spoilt food and ate it. I smirk in satisfaction. I made a full turn my heels clicking the ground and said. "I've lost my appetite. Don't prepare anything for me for dinner since I probably won't be here."
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"Miss Willows! It's the first day of school and you're already late?! You are a high school student you should set an example to the lower years! If you will lower our school reputation, I won't have second thoughts of having you expelled!" The teacher roared as soon as I enter the classroom.
"Teacher just because I'm late the first day of school doesn't mean I'll be late throughout the school year. And I don't give a shut about the lower years. Also the school's reputation is already bad so please don't accuse me of something so irrational." I retorted as I made my way to a free sit unfazed by her shouting.
"Oh and one more thing the reason that I'm late is because of that stupid guardian of mine."
"You..... you arrogant brat. Don't you dare talk to your teacher like that-
"And what are you going to do about it? Expel me? Please even if you want to you can't. Why? Cause it was the principal himself who wants me to stay here. Don't believe me? Go ask him yourself."
And just like that the bell rang. All students started chatting and I sat there quietly playing with my phone and blocking the world out.
"Katherine right?" A thick British accent rings to my ears so I looked up and saw a girl with blonde hair and green eyes. I glared at her but for some reason she wasn't scared.
"Ya." I replied curtly.
"I'm Lyla. Wanna be friends?" She asked with a bright smile.
"Is that something you ask these days?" I answered with a question, not knowing how to handle these types of people.
"Nope. But honestly I think I need your confirmation if I wanna be friends with you." She says smiling innocently.
"Do whatever you want. But just to tell you I'm not the type of person you want to get along with." I answer.
"So how old are you?" She started talking nonstop at first I didn't mind her nor reply to her but she kept bugging me that I couldn't play properly. So I answered with either a statement or a single word.
"15."
"When's your birthday?"
"September 11"
"What's the work of your parents?"
"Dead"
"Huh?"
"They're dead."
She was silent for a moment and her eyebrows met in concentration then she looked at me again and questioned. "Then why does it seem like you don't care?" I balled my right hand and slammed it to the table and said. "You're getting annoying aren't you?"
I took my diary and left the classroom. What was with that girl?! She was so annoying! Argh! I can't stand those types!! In my train of thoughts I bumped into someone. "Watch it!" I say harshly as I pick up my diary and he picks up his own book. "So-
Before he could apologize my back wax already turned and left without a word.
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