SHE'S Your Little Sister?!?!

Chapter 1

*Alice's POV*

I was walking to my fifth hour class, trying to get through all of these irritating people. God I really hate people..

"Hey slut, wanna meet up in the bathroom." Johnny, probably the biggest prick in our entire school, called to me. I felt my back stiffen at his comment. "Just keep walking Alice" I thought to myself

"Yo! Whore I'm talking to you!" He called to me again. This time I stopped dead in my tracks and threw all my books on the floor and slowly turned around so I was facing him, fists at my side, teeth clenched.

"What did you just fucking call me?" I asked through gritted teeth, even though I'd heard him perfectly fine.

"I asked if you wanted to meet up in the bathroom. Whore."

"How the hell am I a whore?" I asked

"Well since you do basically every guy you can, I'm pretty sure that makes you a whore." He replied with a cocky smile. That fucking tears it. I lunged at Johnny and punched him in the mouth, his lip bled a little, serves the cocky bastard right...

"Well look at this, my little whore's got some fire in her." He seemed amused. Then he caught me off guard my throwing out his right fist and hit my nose, I instantly felt the blood pouring from my nose down on to the rest of my face. He's soo gonna fucking pay for that...

"Alright Johnny, I give, you win.. now come here so I can kiss you." I said in my sweetest voice

"That's my little whore." He smiled while he walked over towards me.

I put my arms around his neck like I was going to kiss him, but then I pulled him down a little bit and kneed him... well.. where guys are rather sensitive. He was doubled over so I took the opportunity to punch him in the temple, which totally knocked him over. Just then (just my fucking luck) our principle walked around the corner and saw my beating on Johnny. He was behind me and wrapped his arms around mine and started dragging me away from a barely conscious Johnny.

"You fucking mess with me again, and it'll be worse next time!" I whisper yelled as I was being dragged away from the scene.

"For God's sake Alice! This  is the third fight you've gotten into THIS week!" Our principle (I just called him by his first name,  James) said when he'd gotten me back to his office.

"That prick deserved everything he got!" I yelled back at him. He just sighed.

"What exactly did he do to deserve being beaten up?" James asked exasperated.

"He called me a slut once and a whore twice, and he also said I do every guy I can." I was still pissed off. But I sighed when James looked confused when I said "do every guy I can"

"Fuck, have sex with, no-pants-dance, baby making. Whatever the hell you want to call it is what that dick Johnny said I do." I growled

"I wish you would stop calling him names.." James sighed again

"Yeah, well, looks like neither one of us got our fucking wishes today now did we?" I said rather bitterly. He sighed again. Now it was just getting irritating..

"Look Alice, there's a concert going on in five minutes in the auditorium, why don't you head over there now, and I'll meet you there... unless you wanna wash that blood off your face..." I made a face  when he said we had to go to concert, unless it was Eminem, JB, Adele, or Taylor Swift, I hated music... I couldn't care less about the blood from when Johnny punched me in the nose was now dried. I walked in the auditorium and sat in the aisle seat in the last row... easy escape if needed. If you can't tell (well you've got some issues) I'm not a people person.. at all...