Everyone slowly walked into the school. I'm guessing everyone is talking about me and what just happened. but do I care? no. aha. i walk over to max and see him looking at me concerned and proud.
once im close enough, he pulls me into a tight hug. I chuckle and hug him back just as tightly. as you can tell, me and max are really close, it might be due to us being twins or us never leaving each other sides. he is my hero because he helped me change who i am for the better, and he spent everyday with me cheering me up if i was crying about what celine did to me.
we pulled apart, then began walking to uncle. "Hey uncle, wheres the office, we need to get our schedules. aha." max asked uncle tom. "Here." uncle tom said as he gave us our schedules. "aha, thanks uncle tom. talk later?" i ask with a chuckle. "Yeh, now go to class. you have already caused way to much drama, and you haven't even finished 1st period. try and behave for the rest of the day. both of view." "sure. bye" we say together and then start to walk inside the building, while comparing eachothers classes.
Turns out I have all classes today with max, except period 1 and 2. (gym)
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period 1 - GYM
Period 2 - GYM
BREAK (30 MINS)
Period 3 - ENGLISH/LITERATURE
LUNCH (1 HOUR 30 MINS)
Period 4 - ART
Period 5 - FREE LESSON
SCHOOL FINISHED.
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We walk in opposite ways as we have a map of the school and im in the left wing while max is in the right wing as he has double lesson of maths. ah. sucker!
I get there, 5 minutes late. oh well. I go into the lockers, and get changed. this school does not have a gym kit, as you can wear whatever you want. I look in my gym bag, and take my 3/4 length nike sport legging. they are grey with a black line up the side and the words nike written on the left leg, in white. for the top, i wear a sports bra which is grey and white with NIKE right across my breasts.
to finish it off, I put on a pair of black and white jordans (newest edition), and grab a black nike hoodie to tie around my waist.
I walk out of the door, whistling. Everyone are listening to the coach, telling them what we are doing today. I obviously distract the teacher and he looks annoyed until he see me and his eyes almost pop out of his eye sockets. aha.
The teacher looks around the age of 22-25. he is quite fit, to be honest. he has black, shaggy, bed head hair, with brown eyes which look like milk chocolate. he has large muscles, which pop out of his white t shirt. with black nike pants, and the same exact Jordan shoes that i am wearing. aha.
I can tell everyone is looking at my 6 pack and all of my tattoos. my angel tattoo, the butterfly, my 2 arm sleeves, and my full right leg tattoo is on full display. aha. i guess people didn't expect me to have that many tattoos. well guess what? i have more then the ones you can see! aha.
cough cough. "H-hey. I'm your new t-teacher, mr right. but you can call me any day." hes obviously flirting with me. multiple gasps erupt from all of the students who are watching expectantly. I can obviously hear the girls whispering about things like:
"howd she get him to flirt with her?"
"hes the fittest teacher in this school and he likes her when she hasnt even said anything yet!"
"That bitch better back of, mr right is mine!"
aha. that last one is funny. "Excuse me?" i ask trying to sound innocent when everyone who watched what happened before know that im not innocent at all. He starts to walk over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.
he whispers into my ear, lets get away and get to know eachother." the next thing that happens shocks everyone. I grab his arm, and flip him over my shoulder. He groans, while i lean down and whisper, "Dont try and flirt with me you nonse. im 17 for fuck sake and your student. keep your junk in your pants pretty boy." His face goes from blank to confused then angry and pissed. aha.
It turns out im not that good at whispering because everyone heard me. properly because the room is so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
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Mr right, then stands up, and starts to walk into the office, after saying "Introduce yourself and answer any questions they have. I will be back in a minute."
i turn and say "My names izzy heart, I'm 17, I'm in one of the wealthiest families in the world, and I am a badass. any questions?"
hands immediately shoot up. I point to a girl with red hair and brown eyes. "Whyd you hurt celine? are you going to get in trouble?" she timidly askes. "Me and celine have a bad past. we used to be best friends but she ditched me and started to bully me so i moved and changed into the person i am now. Theres other stuff but its unimportant. And no, i am not getting in trouble as the principle is my uncle. so..."
"Are you single? Are you a virgin?" some badboy type of guy, wearing a leather jacket asks while winking at me. "Honey, im anything but a virgin. Yes im single, but im not interested in a relationship." Nearly all of the boys put at this. "I never said that my decision wont change. depends." i said with a wink.
"Did you used to come to this school? you look familiar." I look to who said that, and see non other then alexis. She was my best friend, and the ony friend i had. "Come here alexis." i say with a blank face. people look at her and start to whispers things like:
"How does she know alexis?"
"Whyd she want to talk to her. shes a nobody."
"Shes in trouble."
aha. shes in anything but trouble. she stands up and walk to me cautiously. when shes infront of me, i wrap her in a tight hug. she stiffens, and i remember she doesn't know its me. "its me lex, Isabella." When she sees that, she pulls away from me, and looks at my face. realisation spreads on her face, and she immediately pulls me back into a hug. i chuckle and then pull her to my side, and give her a sideways hug while saying, "If anyone says or does anything to Alexis, then you will personally deal with me, and suffer the same consequences as your queen bee, celine. Am I clear?" no one replies, so I shout, "AM I CLEAR?" Everyone replies with a yes, some even say yes maam. aha.
"To answer Alexis' question, yes, i did come here. You might not recognise me, because I have changed dramatically. You will properly remember me as The fat, ugly, poor nerd who celine personally bullied along with all of the other cheerleader and jocks. But as you can see i am no longer fat, or ugly. for the fact that i am poor, is completely wrong as I am rich and have too much money to even be able to use. I am still a nerd, but I have embraced this. plus, i will need it fro when i take over my families company when I turn 21."
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Teen FictionA girl called Isabella Heart, was bullied for being fat, a nerd, a freak, and a goody too shoes. When she cant take it anymore, she decides to move away. She has now returned after 2 years, better then ever, and ready for revenge. She is rich, but n...
