Undercover Badass

Chapter 1

"Get out!" Again mom is fighting with dad. Even though I'm in the second floor I can still hear them. This always happens ,at his point it doesn't bother me as much. I know my family is screwed up . It started when I was twelve after mom found out about dad's mistresses . I don't understand why they are still together. Sometimes it feels like I'm not even here because they ignore me. They yell at me for everything, it's not like they are even here in the first place. My dad is a lawyer and my mom is a business woman. They are never around to be considered my parents.

I was always dependent on my brother, but that stopped around the time our parents started fighting and ignoring us. He got addicted to drugs and other things. He is always locked up in his room smoking. Our parents don't even notice the smell. I got picked at school, now more especially since my brother is not around to protect me anymore.

I decided it needed to stop so I started taking Kick Boxing. Right now I'm considered a pro. I'm in a team ,I have practice everyday. I also do street fighting but I do behind my trainers back, because if he found out I would be in big trouble they could even kick me off the team. I need the money for college.

I put on my old sweater with tweetie on it and some worn out jeans I got on my last birthday. I know how to dress nice when I'm going to a fight but I just want to blend in my high school. I get bullied and I would stand up for my self but my reputation in scool prevents me from doing it. It's like as soon as I step into the school I'm not that tough pro I am at the ring. I feel weak,their words taunt me everyday. They made me start cutting in the first place .

When I finished putting my hair in a bun I went downstairs. I avoided my parents and grabbed my car keys . I walked past the gym where I spend most of my time in. We had a pretty big house my parents had a lot of money so they always gave us stuff to keep us 'happy'.

When I got outside I walked to my red Mercedes . I stepped inside and started the engine. I would take my bike but I would just receive glares and people would start to spread rumors. I don't want to get he attention of other bullies. Especially someone like Cole Montes. He was bad news. He was known as the schools bad boy. Typical Cliche he wore black leather jackets all the time.

The ride to school was a ten minute drive. I parked at my usual spot and got out. I walked to the front doors and noticed Allison , Wenchester High's queen bee. "Hey loser move out my way." Allison pushed me into a locker it didn't hurt but it made me furious. I had to tell her to back off."Make me.." Oh great that sounded weak . "What'd I you say." Allison had her ways to intimidate people she didn't intimidate me but I choked on my own words. "I-I-", I don't know what is wrong with me.

"Back off Allison." I didn't recognize the voice . It seemed to have scared Allison so she backed off and left. When I turned around it was him, Cole Montes.The schools Bad boy and strongest guy in campus. he just stood up for me.

I didn't know what to say to him. Before I could speak he just walked away without a word. I was shocked why would he stand up.

I walked to my locker and as usual Melissa was there waiting for me. She was like a sister to me. she knows about my problems at home, my Boxing, and my cutting.I trust her out of our little group of 4. She understood me even though she has the perfect family. "Hey girlie" she said in her preppy self she was also a cheerleader,but she didn't let it get in her head. "Hey Mel " , "So Jess, I heard about that little encounter with Allison." Rumors travel fast that barely happened fifteen minutes ago. "I can't believe Cole stood up to her and defended you!" She was making a big deal out of it. Actually not a lot of people stand up to Allison and if you stood up to her ,you had a lot of guts .

"It was nothing he probably felt bad for me since I couldn't even speak up. I chocked on my own words who does that! I have to get to class. See you at lunch ." With that I left to class ,I got shoved and pushed . I was used to it with training when people hit ,it didn't hurt because I was stronger. I knew if I punched that kid they would be knocked out ,but I couldn't . It will get attention ,people would find out stuff about me ,about my family,about my street fighting. I couldn't let that happen.