Queen from Hell

Part One

A/N: I'm an Indonesian girl but I try to write a story with the English language, so, sorry if you find a typo. Hope you enjoy this story! Gimme your expression when you read this, you can comment bellow.

Grace just a senior high school student. Her parents died when she was a child. She lives with her uncle and aunt but she doesn't like it because she thinks she will disturb her aunt's life so she exits from her aunt's house, although they don't feel it.

So she asks her uncle to buy an apartment for her and use her parent's money. Yes, her parents ask her aunty to manage their money before they died. Grace's apartment is near her school. It just took ten minutes if she walks.

This morning, she is going to school. She just wears her sweatshirt with a short skirt and brings her tote bag. Her ears use the headphone with "Little do You Know" played on her phone. Grace walks slowly because it's too early to come to school. So she waste her time in the street.

Her almond eyes are looking for a build standing at her side. Smile draws on her lips before someone pushes her till she kiss the street. "Ouch!" she shouts. "What are you doing, dude?!" she looks at her feet, blood looked at there.

The boy who pushes Grace just look at her face. He didn't apologize or help Grace to standing back. The second time, he walks away left Grace alone on the street. "Shit!" with all her energy, Grace stands and runs to catch the boy. She punches him at his head. "Fuck you, where is your attitude!"

The boy was shocked and his eyes change to red slowly, he catches Grace's chin to look at him fully. "It's your fault, not my fault," he said with a mad face. Grace grabs his back hair and pull it.

"Why can this be my fault? Anyone include that dog know it is fully your fault!"

"Okay then. This is my fault, so what you want I do for you now?" he smirked. "You want I apologize to you, or you want I do something to you?"

Grace wants to angry because she knows he's not serious now. Once again, she punches him before she walks away to her school. The boy follows her but Grace ignores him and walks with full volume from her headphone. "Why you follow me?"

"Follow you? I just walk to my school." Grace sends him look like 'what are you talking about, dude?' "Don't say if you a student at Hogwarts School too?"

"Too? You're a student there? Oh my God, what the hell?" Grace randomized her hair like a desperate girl right now. "How can Hogwarts have a student like you, boy?"

His brows fused. "What you mean, like me?"

"I mean you're a student without attitude. Like, what? Why Hogwarts can accept you to be their student?"

"Of course because I have a brilliant brain," he answers.

Grace sigh. "Whatever, I don't have enough time to talk to you now. I'll late." she continue her walks to school. The boy walks too at her side.

"If you late, I late too, stupid. We're in the same school."

"I don't care."

They arrived at their school at 07.45. Fifteen minutes again the bell will sounds. Grace walk to her class without the boy aka Kevin at her side cause Kevin's class is on the second floor and her class is on the third floor.

Grace entered the class and look around to find an available seat. She walks to seat at the behind of class and sit there. A girl who sat next Grace, Amelie, says hello to her. Grace give her a smile and she brought a binder, some colors of pens and a brush from her bag.

Grace always starts to write the title of materials on her book notes before the class start with her hand lettering brush. She did that since she was a junior high school student.

Mister Paul enters the class and starts Chemistry Lessons. This lesson makes Grace bored, actually. She likes Chemistry if they're at the laboratory.

break time

Grace walks to the canteen to buy some foods like bread or maybe just a snack. Her eyes catch someone familiar. She sighed. Met this annoying boy again, she said in the heart.

Grace ignores when Kevin walks to her. She just acts on like she doesn't know that Kevin here. Grace buy a chocolate bread and pay it. After that, she back her body and running to back to her class, ignore that Kevin call her. "Hey, weak girl! Where will you go? It's a break, and the canteen is the best place to spend your break time." Shit, Grace swear. There are a lot of people here and Kevin shouts like that.

After exits from the canteen, Grace chooses to go to the rooftop. She speechless when her eyes see a lot of boys there with their cigarettes. She wants to back to her class but someone calls her, "hey, where will you go?"

"You will go to the teacher's room and said if at the rooftop any boys do with their cigarettes? Isn't it?" Someone who walks slowly to Grace asks her. This boy has brown hair with white skin. His clothes he using were fit into his body, Grace knows behind it, he has a good body--hell, why in this situation Grace thinks a wild.

Grace shakes her head. "N-no, I don't wanna do that. I just wa-want to back t-to my class," she said with her pale face because the boy who stands in front of her was sawed her with his glare.

"Hey, don't looks her like that, Brent! You make her scared." Someone comes. He gave Grace a little smile before he said, "what's your name, cutie?" Grace didn't answer him because she too scared to talk with anyone in there now. "I ask you, girl." He said again, his hand touches Grace's chin. "You're prettier, I swear."

"Just ignore him. He likes gave girls his sweet talk." One boy comes again. Grace looked down just see her converse shoes.

"Let me back to class, please. The bell will ring five minutes again," said Grace with a small voice.

"Why if we have fun here? Oh, no no no, we will don't do anything wrong stuff. Just play a game." A boy his name Ben asks Grace and she shakes her head fastly.

Brent walks to stay away. "Let her go."

"We want to play with her first."

"I said let her go, now!"

Ben sigh and smiles at Grace. "Back to your class." Grace nodded and say thank you to Ben. "But we can continue if we meet again."

Grace didn't replay, but she said in her heart, I wish nothing continue.