Ugly as|sin

Chapter two|Fog

Silence, that's all i was greeted with, the buzz of nothing. As I came to my senses I realised I wasn't in my bed but the cold burnt floor of the house, frost sticking to the fur of my hood and my dogs. It felt like a thick layer of ice through my black skinny jeans, the frost daring to burn my skin through the rips on my thighs and knees.

Dizziness greets me like an old friend as I stand up, taking me a second to adjust I take out my phone
"Shit" I murmur as I see the time. I'm late for my first day back at school. It's too far to walk, too lazy to run , to broke to drive I only had one option left.
Once I had changed into a burgundy ,velvet V neck and my usual black jeans and combat boots I waited outside, my hands shoved in my bomber jacket .

"Ross" I smile plays at my lips when the roar of the engines die down. His smile peeks through his beard as he comes over to embrace me in a bear hug. A humorous growl gurgles from his throat and I chuckle.
"Sorry i-"
"Don't" he holds up his hands taking my own swiftly and guiding me to his bike while his friends smile and wave , as I look past them I see the boys in their trucks, peering out the front screen their frowns are visible As Well as their stares especially Joel's .I grin and salut to them as we set off to school.

Ross is part of a biker gang. It might be shocking but he was my dads best friend before he retired when I came into his life, I grew up around bikes and Ross. I love him like my uncle, I feel he is.

"You had to bring you clan?" I scream over the wind at him with a wide smile, that was for once genuine.
"Of course we need you having a grand entrance sweetheart" he chuckles over his shoulder as we pull into the gates, heads flipping our way as we park in numerous slots. I step over the bike and take my helmet off, shaking my hair to rid of any mess.

"Thankyou Ross, gang" I nod to them as they chuckles lightly , holding their helmets in the nook of their elbows. "Your mum safe?" Ross sends me a worried look, I frown and nod to him as he sighs.
"See you later Ross, thank you again" I kiss his cheek and give him a side hug before he questions me further. Slinging my bag over my shoulder I take two steps at a time into the doors knowing eyes trailed my way.
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"Hey Babe so I was won-"
"No not this year not the next .not .ever" I growl at Cindy as she tuts and flicks her blonde hair. Clicking away in her heels over to her desk. I slumped down in my own desk and waited, waited for the day to end already. Every single year Cindy and her trolls try convert me into a plastic cone, desperate to claim me as hers for the pure purpose of taming the wolf, inviting me to parties asking to go out for asking me this ,that ,it infuriates me, hopefully this year she can fuck off.

A few breaths hitch as I plug in my ear phones, I tilt my head up slightly to get full view of the girls sudden awakening, oh, them. I look back down when I see Joel and his clan strut in, the typical cocky jackasses that they are they never notice me in school, only out because they're not swarmed by girl fanning them selves over them.

"Dude get the fuck off the table" I hiss at Jonah as he chuckles, hauling me off my chair and into a hug.my earphones crashing to the floor.
"Bonjour belle" his accent never wavering , being half French and English he also, is desired by girls but his almost black eyes and dark style seems to scare them off, I scruff his blonde hair and laugh at his frozen face.
"I spent ages fucking styling this shit" he screams, making all heads turn, including Joel, but he's looking at Jonah not me, slowly I take a step
Back, my hands lifting and my smile widening.
"Get here you!" He shouts and I squeal, taking huge strides to the door.

"Stop , now" the literal 3 inch teacher says while he holds his hand in front of him, clearly expecting it with a bored expression.
"Sorry, I'll tame the wolf" Jonah grins, scooping me up and carrying me to my seat towards the back, both of us laughing the whole way.No we aren't a couple but merely the besets of friends. Our whole lives.

"So" the teacher begins to drone on as me and Jonah settle down, our laughter reaching a whisper I take out my drawing book and show Jonah some new sketches I did over the summer.
"They're good Belle" he takes me in a head lock, smiling widely showing off his white teeth, he frown briefly as he looks to the left of my face, I never let anyone but him come close enough to see the scar, it streaks across my cheek and down along my chin. He takes my chin in his huge hands, inspecting it.
"Healing" he whispers and looks back to the book.

"Such photographic memory Misa . Care to show the rest of the class?" Our teacher chimes from behind us, jolting I slam it shut as Jonah growls at him. Growing wide eyes the teacher backs off and heads to the front of the class again, feeling myself getting bored I lean my head on Jonah's shoulder and begin sketching.

Lunch rolled round quickly, me and Jonah sat on the hood of his car, he was smoking as I was stuffing my face with some salad.
"Dude your weird" he chuckles a bit when I grab my knives and pick lettuce out my teeth with it.i scowl at him and simply carry on.
"Yo I love the skin on it , new?"
"Ross" I chime as he takes an inspection of my new blade. It had an oily skin on the blade and a matte black handle, it was a gift for my birthday.

I was looking down at my blade when Jonah shocked me with his words.
"Joel, others" he grunts , seeing their feet appear I slip off the hood and reach to dig in Jonah's back pocket for his keys, he doesn't even flinch, I get in the back seat and wait for them to disappear. I know it's a strange way to deal with it but at least I'm away from them. I don't want them seeing me, not yet. Not fully.

A knock on my window sends jolts of fear through me for a split second, I look up to see Jonah, alone. I sigh in relief and step out.
"I don't know why you hate them so much" he murmurs while we head back into school.

Oh if only you knew Jonah.

"You look different" Jonah almost chimes as we get into his car.
"My hair gets darker when we go into winter"
"Winter is coming " he says in a low voice, causing me to laugh . "no, not game of thrones but it Almost goes a black-ish colour from my normal deep brown.
"No your face looks fuller, healthier" he smiles at me.
"Sadly Jonah, I've put weight on because of Ross, If I see him too much I'll become obese" I chuckle at the thought.
"Nah. It's better for you believe me" he smirks before starting up the car, racing down the road.

"Oh" I say after a while , jerking Jonah's attention to me and the road.
"I got lash extensions and my eye brows tinted for my birthday too " I beam at him as he chuckles, shaking his head as he parks the car in front of my house. Instantly his brows knit together at the sight of my mother dragging her feet along the pavement with a bottle in her hand, upon spotting me she hauls herself towards the car, sliding along it and falling into the grass, I frown and send Jonah and apologetic sigh before getting out and taking her in, chucking the bottle into the side street.