The Golden Girl

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"I am not top ten more like top three, I am not two cause nobody can top me." - Everybody Dies, Logic
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*Leigh's POV*

"Get up Bitch."

I awoke to the sound of my worthless, piece of shit sperm donor beating the life out of my mother after coming home drunk again. I really don't understand how he juggles being an alcoholic with a fulltime job in the public eye. I quickly took a shower and got dressed.

I wore a white floral cropped top with dark blue denim jeans, completing the outfit with a pair of black Gucci wedges.
Pressing an ear against my bedroom door, I heard the faint cries of my mother downstairs.

I brushed and tied my hair into a mix between a huge puff and a small afro finishing it off with two white burettes on both sides of my head. I applied a little makeup keeping it natural and left my room double checking to ensure that I locked the door to avoid a repeat of last time.

As I tip-toed down the stairs to the kitchen hoping and praying, to any higher being that would listen, that the sick bastard had left already. Entering the kitchen I'm met with the sight of my mother nursing a busted lip with swollen eyes, sobbing silently as she leaned against the island. I wrapped my arms around her and whispered soothing words to her.

"Leigh it's not as bad as it looks. I'll be fine. Go or you'll be late for school." She sniffled.

As I took one last look at her chocolate coloured skin and calming brown eyes I sighed and grabbed my stuff heading to my black Dodge Challenge.

Eastwood High here I come. They really should just put a sign at the front, "Abandon hope all ye who enter".

Pulling into hell hole number 2, I parked in the parking space closest to the front of the school which just so happens to be on the right of my best friend the petit 5'2 bombshell, Sarai Parker's, midnight purple Nissan Skyline.

When we realize that we stepped out at the same time we laughed. As usual without even coordinating our outfits we were matching except Sarai had her hair slicked back into two puffs with a burette on either side of her hair. 

We walked into school hand in hand not asking each other a single question about or weekend because she knows my home is only ideal to your face. Despite my 'popularity' Sarai was the only close friend I had. Most of the other girls that hung around us mainly did it for the attention.

We headed straight for the front office to collect our sophomore year schedules. Turns out we have lunch and all our classes together.

We headed to our lockers which were coincidentally next to each other.

"Shit!" Sarai exclaims.

"What?" I asked arching my left eyebrow.

"We're going to be late." She responded grabbing my hand and pulling me towards homeroom.

After what felt like eternity it was finally time for Lunch. I made my way to the cafeteria leaving Sarai behind to discuss a way for her to raise her math average to at least a C+ in an attempt to avoid having to attend summer school. Not paying attention I bumped into someone.

"Oh my g-g-g-osh, I-I-I'm so sorry." The person muttered avoiding eye contact.

"Hey. No it's totally my fault. I was thinking and I wasn't paying attention."

"How about we agree to disagree?"

"I've never really seen you before, are you new?"

"Yeah, this is my third day."

"Well I'm Leigh W-."

"Woods, I know. The Mayor's daughter and the first sophomore Stu-Co president. I'm pretty sure everyone knows who you are. I honestly expected you to be a grade a bitch but you are surprisingly nice compared to most rich girls. I'm Lilah Smith by the way." At this point we had finally picked up all her stuff and were just standing in the hallway.

"Leigh!" Someone yelled my name.

"Hey Sarai what'd Mr. Hotchner say?"

"I got extra credit assignments." She grinned.

"Hey do u want to sit with my friend and I at lunch?" I turned to Lilah.

"I don't want to impo- "

"Nonsense!" Sarai exclaimed looping our arms and dragging us to the cafeteria.

Unknown's POV

Look at her acting as if she's the queen of the world. Doing the poor new girl a favour.

She's got everyone thinking she's a good person, someone who would never do anyone harm when in reality she's a spoilt self-centred brat.

They all fall for her 'angelic' appearance and her 'charity' work. But they don't see what I see. They don't see through her bull shit. But I will show the world who she really is not Leigh Jody-Ann Woods, little miss perfect but rather the home-wrecking daughter of a whore that she is.

One day I will get my revenge. I will knock her and her whore of a mother of their high horse. They stole my father and the happiness my mother and I could have had when all that whore does is use him for his money.

They doesn't deserve the perfect family.

I'll end her even if it's the last thing I ever do.

My mom and I should've been the one's beside him on that stage. I should've been the one with the loving father who checked for monsters under my bed.

After my mom overdosed I'd gone to Russia to live my dedushka and my babushka. During that time I uncovered a lot of things about my father and why my mother hadn't maintained contact with her family in Russia.

When I found out about what happened I felt nothing but rage. I spent every second of every day for a year thinking of a way to get my revenge on Xavier Woods for leaving us behind with while he and his perfect family posed for magazines as he dominated the business industry.

When I finally had a plan I packed my bags and with the permission of my grandparents returned to Eastview. 

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A/N: Opinions?

Qotc: Who's your favourite band?

Aotc: Honestly I can't choose. But if we're taking pop then it's One Direction(boy band) Why Don't We(man band). Indie Alternative(i think it falls under this)- Imagine Dragons. There's also P!ATD, PrettyMuch and Sleeping With the Sirens etc.

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