R.D.G

Chapter 1.

Natalie McClain's Point of View

Entering the classroom, My eyes locked on an attractive girl with a caramel complexion, long curly hair, beautiful brown eyes, Oh god, Her figure was just breathtaking!

I managed to remain neutral, and take my normal seat in the back of the class with my squad. As soon as I sat down I kept my eyes on her the whole time, The teacher began to explain the lesson and I moved my seat beside the sexy female before my eyes, rapidly throwing questions at her, "What is your name?" I asked, receiving the look of confusion from the girl's eyes, "Where are you from?" I was slowly losing my patience from the silent treatment.

My eyes followed to the group behind her, They continuously threw spitballs at her and I became furious, I marched over to the group of girls and grasped one by the collar, who held a tiny piece of crumbled paper in between their index finger and thumb, I punched them harshly on the nose with brute force, surely enough to either break, or fracture it.

When I released the girl from her collar, She fell to the floor and held her nose, I could see blood trickle down from both nostrils in between her fingers, the teacher noticed that there was blood streaming out from her nose. "Hey! What the hell happened here?! Get her to nurse right now, Do you know how long it takes for the janitor to give the floor its natural polished look?!" Ms. Pattenson babbled, A classmate was generous enough to take the injured girl to the nurse without a complaint. I was to return to my seat, until I was instructed to go to the principal's office, grumbling in irritation, I rolled my eyes and bundled my supplies into my backpack.
Glancing back over at the girl I desired for, I gave her a short wink before mouthing, "See me after school."

- At the Principal's Office -

"Natalie Maclain, I'm surprised you showed up." I huffed, slumping into the cushioned chair with rage.
Swallowing down my impolite words, I 'politely' ask, "So, why am I here again?" The principal's features looked as if she applied 500 pounds of makeup on her face, 'She should lay off the makeup already, It already makes her features look gross.' I mentally insulted.

"You're here because you harmed one of your peers," She took a quick sip from a mug full of steamy, well-brewed coffee,  "Care to explain why?" I cringed at the scent of her breath, My face wrinkling up a bit. "Oh, I'll explain why," I dramatically clear my throat, resuming my explanation, "A group of bullies decided that it was right to target one of MY peers. I wasn't just gonna sit there, shrug it off and not care." I argued, scrunching my face as I spoke with irritation. "Violence, however, wasn't your only option to choose from."

She protested, folding her hands together.
"I'll be suspending you, and until you learn how to act civilized, you will not be allowed to return to school."
Out of shock, I raised to my feet, and slammed my fist on the desk, "What?! I can't be suspended for defending my peer!" I grasped my backpack, and stopped at the door, "You know what? I don't care, because this school is shit anyways."
Opening the door, I harshly shut it behind me, exiting the school.

'This school is just for a bunch of shitheads, who become nerds in the future,That's what it's for!'
The events of today flashed within my mind, and my blood boiled with anger.
"Fucking hell!" I screeched, throwing my backpack onto the concrete, kicking it a few centimeters away from me afterward.

Remaining infuriated, I sighed, attempting to cool myself down, and patiently waited for my gorgeous, future girlfriend by the entrance of the school.

My phone blared in my side pocket, and I removed it from my pocket, then powering it on, viewing the caller ID.
'Shit, It's Mom -- What could she want at a time like this?'

Phone Conversation

"What do you want, Ma?!" I exclaimed, attitude present in my voice.
"Look, Natalie, I know that you are tired, maybe even sick of me asking you the same question repeatedly, However, you can't escape from the consequences; This runs through the whole family, and sooner or later you are gonna have to deal with it, so, I want you to come home, so we can discuss about it."

"Wait, who the hell is 'we'?!" I asked, gritting my teeth in frustration.
"What I mean by 'We', Is your brother, father, and I."
Flashbacks of disturbing memories with my Father appeared in my mind, and I shuddered, "Father?! Fuck him, I hope he dies -- I hope someone kills him!"

"Natalie, I know what he did to you was wrong, but you still have to respect him! He's now a changed man."

"A changed man my ass, you don't understand shit because he always acted as a sweetheart toward you -- He acted as if nothing between me and him happened, and yet, You did nothing!"

Mom remained speechless on the other line, and I spoke again, anger conquering me.

"You know what? I'm done putting up with shit, I'm actually glad we'll be discussing about this when I get home, because I absolutely can't expose his dumbass in front of his precious family members."

End Of The Phone Conversation

I hanged up the phone, returning back into the pocket of my jeans.
My gorgeous, shimmery lambo awaited in front me, and I entered the drivers seat, beginning to drive home.
As I was driving home, I thought to my self, 'Damn, I didn't even get to see her today -- The least I wanted to do was speak to her, maybe even drive her home.
All I wanna do is protect her from anyone who dares to touch her, or even damage her.'