Infamous *Ricky Horror Love Story*

Chapter 1: Expelled

"As our school year comes to an end, I would like to remind you all that homework is still a must. That means do it, right Riot?" My Teacher, Mrs. Simon, asks me from her spot at the white board. I plaster on a fake smile, and nod my head at her. She turns back around, then continues talking about our summer reading list. "Bitch." I mumbled under my breath, as I continued doodling on my notebook. "Mrs. Simon, Riot called you a female dog!" The school's head cheerleader tattled. I snap my head up at Rebecca, who merely smirked at me. That blonde dope has it coming... "Riot, is this true?" Mrs. Simon asked me through her chunky red glasses. I sighed annoyed. "No, Rebecca loves to start drama. Since her family won't give her any attention, it's a wonder why anybody gives her attention, but then I remember that she's fucked every guy on the football team." I replied, smirking right back at Rebecca. A few gasps came from Rebecca's clones. "At least I get laid." Rebecca retorts. "Why yes, getting herpes and crabs is what exactly I want. Tell me dearie, where you born stupid, or did your Mother drop you?" I replied. "No, Riot I was not. At least I don't live in my emo-faggot brother's shadow." Rebecca snaps. That did it. In seconds, I jumped on top of Rebecca, with one hand holding her down, and the other punching her so-called perfect face. I felt a pair of arms rip me off of the slut. I swing around to see it was Mrs. Simon lifting me off of the bloodied Rebecca Merson. Rebecca's face was gross. Her lip was busted, and she will probably have two black eyes. I flipped her off as Mrs. Simon dragged me to the office, then dropped me off in front of Mr. Peak's office. "Riot Cerulli." Mr. Peak yelled from his office. I walked in, trying hard not to laugh at his dopey angry face. It's fun getting into trouble. I have no fear in getting a punishment. I haven't got a worry in the world. I smirked as I plopped down on the couch in his office. "So you beat Rebecca's face." He begun. "Me? Not me. I'm-" "Cut the innocence crap, Miss. Cerulli." Mr. Peak snapped. I rolled my eyes, then leaned back against the fake leather. "Why?" He asked. "Why not? The little slut called Chris a fucking emo faggot. That's my brother. She crossed the fuckin-" "Enough. With you fighting, cussing out teachers, and drawing all over the bathrooms; you're expelled for the rest of the year." Mr. Peak interjected. I shrugged my shoulders, then walked out of the office. Good. I don't give a fuck honestly. "Don't go anywhere Riot, your Mother is on the way." The Secretary chided. "As long as you don't give Peak head, I'm staying in this Hell hole." I retort. The Secretary sighed loudly, then pointed to the chairs. I flipped her off and laid on the floor. I Fuck the system. My Mother walked in, looking annoyed as usual. Mr. Peak called her into the office, while I chomped on my gum. After the meeting, Mom looked angrier than ever. I happily skipped my way out of the school, and into her SUV. "Riot Angel Cerulli!" My Mother screamed when she got into the car. I rolled my eyes as my Mother used my full name. I'm a walking oxymoron. Who names their kid Riot Angel? "What Ma?" I asked, shooting her a glare. "That's it! That is the last straw! First the cussing out teachers, then writing all over the bathroom, and now beating a poor defenseless child! You're lucky they're aren't placing charges!" Mom snapped, while she drove home. "Ah, calm down. She made fun of Chris." I replied. "Riot, I think it's time you take a break from here..." My Mom trailed off. "Am I going to Disney Land?" I asked in sarcasm. "No, you're going to stay with Christopher for awhile. He said he needs help with the band, and I think you should help him. Plus that counts as community service." My Mother replied. "If you think I'm staying with-" "You're going to Chris's and that's final." I sat there in silence. No! I don't want to visit my stupid brother. Just because I beat someone over him doesn't mean I like him. I can't stand him. Everyone compares me to him, and it's not fair! I'm my own person. Not...not just Chris's younger sister. When I arrived home, I was sent to my room to pack, then tomorrow I'll be waiting for my older brother to come get me. I started shoving clothes into my suitcase, with my music turned up extremely loud. I glanced around my room. I'm going to miss this place. I hope the house burns down, while I am away. I walked over to my computer, and started packing it's stuff. I am not going anywhere without my computer. My phone started singing at me, I snatched it up, and answered it. "Sup?" I asked. "Dude! You fucked Rebecca over!" My best friend, Milli squealed. "Totally. But I'm expelled, and have to go live with Chris for who knows how long." I sighed, plopping on my bed. "Fuck. Well if it makes you feel better Rebecca was bawling all the way home." Milli said. "Good, that fucking-" "Shit, I gotta go! Mom can't see my phone." Milli cut in, hanging up. I rolled my eyes, and finished packing. Milli's not aloud to have a phone, but she secretly pays for it. I glare at the ground, thinking of my stupid family. Stupid Mom. Stupid Brother. I hate this world. I laid on my bed, thinking about how much my summer is going to suck.