Twelve Months

Chapter 1

I got on the bus with one of my two best friends, Ouye Clemyee Sotarc, code name O.C.S., she's one of the ten people that are main targets of the government. She's the same age as me, sixteen. We sat in the back of the bus where Yuki Uni Tokuy, code name Y.U.T. (he's a boy by the way). He is also a target for the government. "Hey Jewlz!" Yuki waved. "Hey Yu-"

"Wow! You're going to ignore me? Best friend ever!" Ouye said sarcastically. Yuki laughed. He had short black hair, green eyes, tan skin, and the school uniform. Ouye had long pinkish redish hair, purple eyes, and the school uniform. Seriously is this Yandere Simulator?

"So how how are guys doing?" Yuki asked. "Alright." I shrugged. "Still burning in Hell though." I joked. "I'm okay" Ouye said. "Cool!" He patted the seats next to him. "Sit down, the bus is moving already." We sat down next to Yuki. I sat on the right of him, and Ouye sat on the left of him.

It's our first year at this high school. Also known as the weirdest names for all high schools in history. It's called "United Crab Empires"... Yeah... You heard that right.

We eventually arrived at the high school. Now, I'm one of those sarcastic bastards who wants to live my life to the fullest. That's why I don't care about getting in trouble. And schools wonder why I don't wear uniforms... So naturally I got out the bus... and yelled at the top of my lungs... This... "HELLO UNITED CRAB EMPIRES!!! I HOPE YOU FUCK YOURSELF!!!"

Let's just say I was glad no teacher was around. Yuki and Ouye stared at me with a surprised look on their face, and many other kids looking at me like I was secretly doing drugs. So yeah... That happened. Yuki and Ouye just put there heads down and pretended they didn't know me. Real smooth guys.

We walked into the building and headed to the office. I knocked on the door to hear a "Come in!" Through the other side. I turn the knob, and we walked in to see a man sitting at the desk. "Uh, hello?" I stuttered. "Hello, you are the new students for this semester, correct?"

"Yes. What do we need? Locker numbers? A schedule?"

"Yes. I will provide you with that now. Also, Eena, I believe it was. You shouldn't expect us to let you go without uniform. I will let you slip by the cracks with one exception. You are the new student. You most likely didn't know we had uniforms, but if this goes on for more than a week I will write you up."

"I understand Mr. Hoclor-"

"I believe you also yelled something inappropriate while exiting your bus? That is unacceptable in this school, I will have to have a meeting with your parents this weekend due to your an unfortunate actions."

I stood silent, Yuki and Ouye gulped for air. They both new, my parents were not to be brought up around me. Ouye walked closer to Mr. Hoclor. "Sir, with all due respect." She looked at me to get my nod of approval. I nodded. She looked back at Mr. Hoclor. "Her parents, uh, let's say if you tell them they are going to be pissed. Let's say the next Monday she will come to school with many scars at minimum." Ouye stated. "Abuse?" Mr. Hoclor asked. "To say the least, yes." Yuki gulped.

"Well, here is the information you need. If you have any questions, please come to my office." He gulped, trying to avoid the topic. I understand, I mean, what are you supposed to do at that point, call the cops? The thing is, for some reason I don't want them to get in trouble.

"Thanks." Ouye said, grabbing the three packets.

"You are excused, Eena, please take a seat."

Ouye and Yuki gave me a nod when they exited the room after Ouye gave me my packet.

I sat down in the seat in front of the desk, avoiding eye contact.

"Eena, I understand that you get abused by your parents. How come you don't do anything about it? You are an tenth grader, I presume you are at least sixteen years old. You have the capability of calling the cops for abuse, so why don't you?"

Silence filled the air.

"Because they'd be sentenced to death."

Mr. Hoclor gave me a shocked look.

"Wouldn't they be thrown in prison? Why would they be sentenced to death?"

"They're world's most wanted. You heard me world wide. And this isn't their first time doing that anyway. They are thieves, murderers, they committed many crimes I will not say. So please, whatever you do, don't call the cops."

I walked out the room and slammed the door. I could feel a light tear drop falling down the side of my cheek. Only one eye though. I checked my schedule. Math class with Mrs. Iverya.

"Great meth class!" I thought jokingly.

I looked at my packet. Locker number: 666. Just wow. How many students were in this school? Locker combination: 34-10-64. At least the combination wasn't controlled by the devil! I follow the numbers of lockers throughout the hallway, finnaly! 666!

It felt weird thinking that...

I got to my locker and used the combination. I put my backpack on the hook, put my cellphone on the top shelf of the locker, and slammed the locker shut. "Classroom 549"

Naturally, once I got to the classroom door, casually I opened the door slightly so I would only be an inch open and nobody would notice... And then naturally I kicked the door open abd yelled "HIYA BITCH!!!"

Not even Yuki and Ouye knew what to say...

Luckily, the teacher wasn't there. So I guess we were both half an hour late? One of the students looked at me with a pissed off look. "Why the hell do you have to make such a big entrance? Do you want fucking attention? Because you got it!" He yelled furiously. "Well I wasn't exactly looking for attention, I just wanted to make a dramatic entrance!" I laughed. "Just sit down, if Mrs. Iverya sees you you're doomed." The kid said. That boy really had an attitude.

I found my desk and sat on it. The boy from earlier looked at me and said, "You're not supposed to sit on the desk, dumbass."

"Okay?"

He stood up, and walked over to me. "Can I help you?" I asked. "Yeah actually." He pushed me off the desk. I guess he was expecting me to cry because the next thing he said was, "Poor baby gonna cry?"

I stood up, and clenched my fist. Yuki and Ouye immediately got up and ran to me and grabbed both of my arms. "Don't! You'll get suspended and who knows what your dad will hit you with this time!" Yuki yelled. "Oh so the baby gets abused by her parents? This makes everything so much easier!" He laughed. A couple boys in the back row got up to join the moron.

I chuckled.

"Bro what the fuck? You have no right to laugh!"

I started laughing, and Yuki and Ouye gave each other the "look". They knew I was well over pissed off, and when that happens, nothing can help me at this point. Not even my dead best friend could help me... I'd rather not talk about it.

They let go. "Dude. Stop. For all of our sakes! She could kill you!" Ouye and Yuki yelled as a warning. "Heh. Kill me? I doubt it!" The boy snickered. I walked up right to the boy, clenched my fist harder, and punched him in the gut out of rage. "Bro what the hell? You don't get to disrespect him around here!" One of the boys lackeys yelled. "You have no right to say that!" Ouye screamed. I walked out the class, and sped walk straight to the bathroom.

I looked at myself through the mirror.

Jewlz Aura Eena, code name J.A.E., actress, daughter of a businessman and model, both successful. Yet you're this. Worthless.

I was different from other kids that I knew. I was an actress, so why couldn't I keep myself calm during that? I will start to act, no matter my feelings. So why couldn't I keep myself calm?