Alice

ALICES POV

I had a normal life with a normal family. We moved into a new small town because my dad got a new job. This town... Ugh I hate it. I lived in a big city for most of my life why move here? Everyone knows your business and knows everything about you in small towns. This place only has like 400 people. It's like, why here?

Even worse, the school only has 50 kids in it. My old school had over 900 kids in it. It was really big. I liked how big it was because then I could be alone. I was a big loner. And I liked it. I have always felt like a freak. I felt like I was different and always felt like I could maybe.. Snap at any time. It sounds crazy but it is how I felt.

So the next day after we moved, I started school. It was scary because I didn't want to be noticed. I wore my black sweater and black jeans, having my music up on high. I made sure not to look at anyone and not talk to anyone. When I walked in I was late. I walked into my classroom and the teacher looked at me with a stern look. We were not going to get along well I could already tell.

"Now what is your name? And why are you late? I see you must be new but class starts at 8:50 sharp." The teacher said. The teacher was female and stood tall and stiff. She looked like one of those classic bitch teachers. I huffed and glared, staying silent while I sat in the back of the class. All of the kids were whispering already about me. See I knew this would happen. I growled softly and spoke in a angered tone. "I'm Alice. I moved here from Catha... About 5 hours away. I am late because I don't care and also I am still moving it this is my first day so give me a break."

All the kids stared in awe at me. I wonder why? Did no one talk back to a teacher? The teacher came over and slammed a meter stick onto my desk. All I did was look up at the teacher. "Is that supposed to scare me?" I asked as I stood up. Really? I wasn't going to let this bitch treat me like shit. I grabbed the meter stick from her and I slammed it over my leg snapping it in half. I then threw the two broken pieces to the side. "You little brat! Go to the office now!" She yelled in my face. As I walked out I gave her the middle finger and glared. "Fuck off women." I said as I slammed the door.

I walked to the office and sat there. The office was so small I wanted to laugh. This school was so tiny. It only had like fifteen classrooms and probably less teachers then that. The principle called me in and I walked into his office. I sat down in a chair folding my arms and looked around. "Now let's get to business shall we?" I asked. "I don't like my teacher and she slammed a meter stick against my desk. That is basically mental abuse to the kids in the class to cause fear. I think that it is wrong. So when she slammed it down on my desk, I took it and snapped it in half. Now I don't care if it is 'school property' or whatever. I don't believe in that type of teacher. I wouldn't mind moving classes of course." This my was usual rant that I gave my teachers and such but changing the circumstance to "yelling" Or something of that sort.

The principle didn't look satisfied. "You were late this morning correct?" Asked the principal. I didn't really care for his name. "Yes sir, and I am terribly sorry but my parents didn't know how to get to the school from our house. And also we didn't know exactly what time school started. I am very sorry about that." He still didn't look pleased. I started to get a bit angry. I usually never got so angry so easily but it was just this feeling bubbling up inside me. "I'm sorry but this is how we do it here. You will wear the uniform first off. Jeans and a T-shirt. None of your sweaters or anything. Or also for females you could wear a skirt if you want. Second, we start at 8:50 sharp. No later. You have to be in the classroom by that time. Also you do not talk back to any of the teachers ever. Do you understand?"

I glared and felt that anger building more and more inside me. "No I do not understand. I will not be wearing a stupid uniform. I will wear what I want. Second, if the teachers do something that I don't like I will speak my own opinion. You will not change the way I am and you will not shape who I will be." The principle didn't look happy. And I wasn't happy either. This is going to be a long day.