Kayla was used to The school day by now. Get in. Get registered. Go to lesson. Stay quiet. Break. Go to lesson. Stay quiet. Lunch. Go to lesson. Stay quiet. Home. The pattern was her own and the way that she liked it. Less attention was better in her case.
As she jumped off the school bus with her brother besides her she instantly pulled her hands to her mouth. Her black jumper underneath her green blazer covering her hands. She scooted a bit closer to Gary who walked away in an attempt to find his friends. ' Gee... Thanks Garry...' she thought to herself and walked into the main building. When in there she tried to make herself invisible, Sticking to the shadows by herself, just how she always did. No eyes were on Kayla which is how she wanted it.
The bell rang. Time for registration.
Kayla shifted swiftly through the shadows arriving at her registration room before anybody else. She found her seat at the very back of the class room and sat down, uncliping her somewhat long bangs and letting them cover the left side of her face. Concealing herself from society even more.
As more people walked into the room, more eyes went to Kayla. ' perfect. ' she thought glancing up to look at the tall, thin, blonde barbie doll figures laughing at her. "bloody skanks.." she muttered under her breath to no body in particular. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain tug at the back of her head and she let out a ear piercing cry.
"Excuse me. I'm a what?!" the main 'popular' in the group, Nicole, Yelled down her ear and tugged on her hair causing her to cry in pain more. "I didn't say anything! I swear! Please. Please.. Don't hurt Me!!" she pleaded and Nicole smirked obviously getting what she wanted. Quickly, she punched Kayla in the face forcing her to the ground and earning a scream to rip from her throat.
"See. I would beat you shitless... But it looks like someone already beat me to that." Nicole laughed and walked to her seat.
Kayla sat in the medical office hugging her knees and crying incontrolably. The nurse had seen to her now bruised nose and recommended that she go home. So that's what she eventually did.
Walking home, she kept her head down and her face to the ground. Suddenly, she fell onto the floor with a thud. When she looked up, she saw someone dressed in purple and automatically knew who she was. Shaundi of the Saints. Quickly, Kayla shot up grabbing her bag and books automatically forcing her gaze back to the ground. "I umm... I'm... Umm... I-I... I'm so sorry.." She apologised in a quiet mousey voice and quickly walked past the pretty woman and straight home. The last thing she wanted was the Saints after her ass.
"What the fuck are you doing home slut?! " was the harsh voice of her older sister. "Got sent home. Fighting. Nose bleeding. What is it to you Fionna?" she replied earing Fionnas finger flipping her off and a TV remote control flying at her head. She ducked. The remote just missing her. She growled quietly and ran upstairs back to her room, Her sanctuary, her happy place, and she slammed the door shut locking it and therefore protecting herself.
'Godamn I hate this place...'
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Life on the Frontlines..
RandomFollow Kayla Smith through her journey with the Deckers and the saints up to her current position on the ship. Experience her troubles, her mishaps, her ups and her downs...