Being a 17 year old in an abusive home, Luna has grown up bitter. She gets into illegal things such as street racing and fighting. She becomes the number one in both and finds some friends. But what happens when she moves to a new town and school in...
Beep beep beep. My alarm sounded. The winter cold seeped through my windows and doors into the house. Though the cold made me want to stay in bed forever, I got up to make breakfast. My feet touched the chilled tile next to my bed. It was a calming feeling in comparison to the heat my feet gave off. I walked into the kitchen and took out some eggs, tomatoes, avocado, and ham. When you are on your own since childhood you pick up a few skills. One of which being cooking. I made an extra large omelet this morning to split with my guest. Once it finished I took out two plates and cut the food in half. I turned to put them on the table and jumped. Jake was sitting right there.
"Holy shit! Don't sneak up on me" I lectured. He chuckled. "No promises" I rolled my eyes and dropped the plate in front of him. We ate in silence for the most part. When I finished he said "I have to go back to my place to get changed... don't kill anyone at school.." I laughed in response. "No promises" I repeated. He too laughed and walked out. I went to my room to change. (Luna's outfit)
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All though it's winter, I love the cold. I don't know why but I do. So I grabbed some jeans, a crop top, a winter jacket, and some short boots. I also did some basic make-up with some eyeliner and dark red lips before heading out. I got onto my bike and drove off. I really need to get another one for races. It didn't take me long to get to school. And just to have some fun with Jake, I parked in 'his spot'. Although his name isn't on it. Cue mental eye roll. Just like the day before, I was receiving multiple stares. Some eyeing me and others shooting daggers. I hopped off my motorcycle and walked to my locker. I turned the lock '6 to the right '13 to the left '10 to the right. Click. The lock fell into my hands.
Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound of stiletto heels echoed the hall. It was early so no one else was in the halls. The tapping stopped right behind me. Oh boy, this was going to be fun. "Hey slut." A high pitched voice talked. I just decided to ignore it. "I said, hey slut. Turn and face me bitch." The high pitch voice dictated. I rolled my eyes and turned. "Listen Barbie, I'm not your mirror so go run along to your fuck buddy, Ken" she seemed shocked at my response. She had long black hair that reached her ass and caked on make-up. She was wearing a very tight dress that showed off her fake curves. Her eyes were brown and fingernails painted pink, the same color as her dress. Her heels were pearly white. Behind her were, I'm guessing, her side bitches. They both had dark brown hair at the roots and a light brown at the tips. They wore pink crop tops and white leggings that were tight on their ass'. Both their eyes were blue. The ones in the back were probably twins. And here I thought I could fly into school and get out. But nooooo!
"Listen to me whore-" I cut her off. "I'm not the whore here. You've probably fucked every guy in this school. So don't tell me what to do." I started walking towards them as they tapped their heels backwards. "You may think you own this school bitch... But I'm here. This is my school now. And no one can tell me what to do. Not even your fake ass face and plastic boobs. So get out of my locker space." I turned around and walked towards my locker once again. Jake was standing behind us but I was too lost in my own thoughts to notice. Just like I was too distracted to notice miss Barbie strutting towards my back.
"I wouldn't to that if I were you, Becky." Jake warned behind me. But she didn't listen. She kept walking towards me and grabbed a fist full of my hair pulling me away from my locker. 'Oh she is so fucking dead.' I thought to myself. She walked towards the lockers once behind me and tried slamming my head against it, but I stood still no matter how much it hurt to resist. She kept trying to jerk me towards it but I just stood still. "WHY WON'T YOU MOVE BITCH?!" She screamed at me. I got tired of her little game with me and so I took a wild guess on where her 'pretty' little face was. I swung lightly because I only wanted to give her a warning. My fist hit her face and she fell back into the lockers letting go of my hair. She sat on the floor crying her heart out. "WHY WON'T YOU HELP ME, JAKE? GET HER!" She yelled. I realized that he had been standing there the whole time.
He shook his head and laughed. Incredibly hard I might add. "I told you not to do that, Becky." Oh... so that's the hore's name. "WON'T YOU HELP ME UP JAKEY?!" She cried out. He just put his head down and shook it. "C'mon Luna, let's go to class." I smiled in satisfaction as I grabbed my books and shut my locker. "DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! YOU WILL BE SORRY LUNA! YOU HEAR ME? YOU WILL REGRET IT!" Barbie screamed from behind me as Jake out his hand on my upper back pushing me along. I could feel her anger from where I was. "Principle's daughter... She thinks she owns everyone" Jake said between laughs. We joked about it all the way to class. We sat in the back of the room talking while the rest of the class filed in. Today was going to be an interesting one, that's for damn sure. But for now I'm going to enjoy this.
