SCARLET
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I was woken up by the stupid, annoying sound of my 17th alarm clock this year. Thankfully i didn't break another one.Ugh, it's Monday.
I got up from my covers and went inside the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stood there waiting for it to get warm. Once it was warm enough, i stepped in and took a peaceful shower.
Once i was done, i brushed my teeth and went downstairs to cook some breakfast.
Scratch cooking, i'll go get some cereal.
I opened the cupboard and took my favorite cereal. Then got some milk from the fridge.
I ate my food, alone as always. Sometimes i wonder how it feels like eating breakfast with your family. I shook my head and thought about something else.
Once i was done eating, i got up and took my keys and drove to school.
9 minutes later
I parked my 2018 Suzuki GSX250R and took off my helmet. Students were looking at me with fear and some are glaring at me. I smirked and went inside.
Before my first class started, i made sure to put superglue on Mr. Jones' chair so i came in early.
Lunch came like a blur. And as always, i sat alone. No one dared to sit with me, because they all knew i will only put up a prank on them.
I stood up and got my lunch, which consists a slice of cheesy pizza and some coke.
I came back to my seat, and not so peacefully ate my delicious lunch.
"Have you heard about the new guy?" "OMG! The new guy is so hot!" "I already know hes going to want me!" "He's mine!"
I heard so many nosy girls gossiping about this new guy. Huh, new students are quite rare in this school, which is kind of strange. Whatever, dont know dont care.
Then suddenly the cafeteria doors was harshly opened and there stood a very masculine guy- wait no, a greek god.
He looked like he was about to kill someone. Girls were pulling down their already skimpy clothes to show more cleavage. I mentally gagged at that.
The mysterious guy's eyes were everywhere, as if he was looking for someone, a fling, maybe. Then his eyes suddenly landed on mine. He has pretty green eyes. But it looks like it hiding somethi-
Miss Millers , please come to the principals office. Again, Miss Millers, please come to the principal's office.
The sound of Ms. Willow's voice in the school intercom annoyingly ruined our little moment. I rolled my eyes and got up. I quickly picked up my things and went passed the greek god to go to the principals office.
Well, this better be important. But then again, I highly doubt it.
AUTHOR'S NOTE.
Im sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes in this book. English is not my first language.
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Broken
RomanceScarlette White is known for her bad behaviours due to her tragic past. She is cold, mean and reckless. She is a street fighter. But no one knew she was broken,