Bad Girl's Club

Prologue Part One

First day of freshman year. One of the most important days of a teenager's life. It's the day they get their classes. It's the day they get shoved into groups, whether it be the jocks, the nerds, the weirdos, or anything else. It's the day they typically meet their best friend for all of high school.

It was especially important for three girls and three boys.

Sadie...

Cayenne...

Magenta...

Leon...

Drake...

and Ace...

These six would have quite similar first days. And that day would be especially important in their lives.

Magenta walked in to school and saw all sorts of students rushing around everywhere. Magenta rolled her eyes at all the noise as she went to find her locker, number 129. 

When she got to her locker, she was surprised to see a huge crowd of girls by it. Am I really going to have to share locker space with these basic white girls? she thought.

"Excuse me." Magenta spoke up and half the girls turned to her, giving her death glares. Magenta was very confused what the looks were about. "Um, my locker's right where you're standing."

One of the girls chewed her gum loudly. "Well, that sucks, doesn't it?"

Magenta pretended to chew gum as loudly and annoyingly as her. "It would suck less if you moved." She mocked her voice.

There was a laugh from inside the crowd, and it did not sound like a basic white girl laugh. "Jessica, I think she has a point. You should probably move."

The girl moved and laughed. "Silly, my name's Joanna!"

When she moved, she revealed a tall, light skin boy. Magenta was not expecting to see a guy leaning on the locker next to hers, especially one as hot as him. His back was to the locker, and his left foot rested on the locker.  He wore a crimson shirt that was a little too tight, but showed his muscles perfectly. A Harley Davidson leather jacket covered his arm muscles. He wore black ripped jeans and black shoes.

"Funny, I don't remember asking." The boy looked at Joanna. "Get lost, please. All of you." The girls, noticeably offended, gasped and walked off. 

"Thanks." Magenta moved and unlocked her locker.

"Not a problem. They were getting on my nerves anyway. You're my excuse."

Magenta chuckled. "Am I the best excuse you've used yet?"

"Oh for sure." The boy smiled at her. "I'm Ace. My locker's right next to yours." Ace gestured toward the locker. 

"Magenta." Magenta put her books in her locker.

Ace laughed. "I can't imagine being named after a color."

"And I can't imagine being named after a card."

"And I can't imagine being named after a dog on Blue's Clues."

"Touche." Magenta laughed. She grabbed her schedule and walked off toward her homeroom.

"Wait up!" Ace yelled, jogging to catch up. Magenta stopped.

"Yes?"

"What homeroom do you have?"

"Mr. Rashall's?" (Do you understand this reference?)

"Same! Lemme walk you!"

"If you insist." They walked off to Mr. Rashall's room, and the whole time Magenta received death stares. But she didn't mind. She liked the attention.

When they arrived at their homeroom, Ace got swallowed into a crowd of girls and Magenta sat in the middle row of the room. As students filed in, the seats filled. Magenta sat there, scrolling through Instagram. Then, a girl with purple, half shaved hair sat in the desk to the left of hers.

The girl wore a purple v neck that showed quite a bit of cleavage and a plaid black skirt. She had a golden chain necklace on. Her red heels were about two inches tall, and when she crossed her legs she looked like her legs were 5 feet long alone. 

"Is this seat taken?" she asked.

"It is now." Magenta joked and the girl laughed. 

"I'm Cayenne." The purple haired girl said. 

"Magenta."

"How unique." 

"I could say the same for you."

Then, the desk to the right of Magenta was taken by a blue haired girl. One thing Magenta noticed about both girls was how great they looked with colored hair. 

The blue haired girl had a white crop top on with glasses and a mustache on it. She had a blue plaid button up that she put on over it, unbuttoned. Her dark gray leggings perfectly complimented her purple tennis shoes. She had a black belt bracelet on as well.

"And you are?" Magenta asked.

"Sadie." She put her bag down. "I hope this spot isn't taken."

"Nope." Magenta said.

The three girls talked and got to know each other. Magenta was approached by many guys, and she wasn't used to the attention at all. She didn't mind, but it just didn't feel normal. 

Magenta didn't understand why all the guys were talking to her. She felt very under dressed compared to Sadie and Cayenne. Magenta had a red tank top on with a studded leather jacket on over it. She had ripped jeans on. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that her and Ace were totally matching. But that didn't matter, because she had a feeling she wouldn't see much of him that day. She wore a gold pendant necklace that complimented her skin tone. 

"Meet any guys?" Cayenne blurted.

"Um, well this one guy named Ace. He's over there, surrounded by the white girls." Magenta pointed with her pinkie, to make it less obvious. 

"This one boy named Leon. He seems like a total book nerd, and he's like the adorable type of hot, ya feel me?" Sadie said. "What about you, Cayenne?"

"His name is Drake. He's pretty hot, not gonna lie. I don't wanna date him, though. He seems kinda, how do you say, not smart." Cayenne shrugged.

"Alright students, settle down." Mr. Rashall came in and put his briefcase on his desk. "Get in a seat, please."

"Guys, would you be mad if I went and sat by Leon? He seems a little lonely." Sadie asked.

Magenta looked. Leon was right down the row from them, two seats away from Cayenne.

"Not at all. Go right ahead." Magenta motioned for Sadie to leave. Sadie smiled and walked over to Leon.

Magenta looked over and saw Ace sitting in a spot surrounded by girls. He had visible irritation on his face. Magenta laughed at him and he noticed. He stuck his tongue out at her. Then, he raised his hand.

"Yes?" Mr. Rashall said.

"Can I move my seat?" Ace asked.

"Sure." Mr. Rashall shrugged.

Ace got up and took a seat next to Magenta. "Who's laughing now?"

"Still me." Magenta shrugged.

Magenta looked at the seating arrangement. Ace sat next to her, she sat next to Cayenne, Cayenne sat next to Drake, Drake sat next to Leon, and Leon sat next to Sadie. "Now, I hope you kids like your seats, cuz they're assigned until I feel like changing them." Mr. Rashall said.

"What!? Unfair!" The girls that were crowded around Ace threw a fit and Magenta was quite amused.

Magenta, Cayenne, and Sadie began hanging out way more often. They later became known as "Bad Girls Club." Ace became friends with Drake and Leon, and they became known as "Bad Boys in Leather Jackets" (creds to Magenta for the name). Their groups would talk sometimes, and Drake grew close with Cayenne while Leon grew close with Sadie. But Ace and Magenta didn't become that close. But one day they were forced to become close....