My hands were bleeding and almost a whole row of lockers had dents on them.
So can you guess where I went?
The nurse! Yay... Note my fucking sarcasm.
She looked like in her mid 30's. The typical slut. For God sakes she was wearing a slutty nurse costume.
A COSTUME. Where the hell is her dignity?
I glared at her.
"A-a-all done." She sluttered obviously scared by my glare as she finished up with cleaning my hand and wrapping them in the bandage.
I smirked, "thanks, but next time I come in here wear something appropriate or I'll stab my own eyes out from the view. Slut." I said and walked out.
Just when I left the room my phone rang.
"Hello? I'm in school what the hell do you want from my life?" I said angrily not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"That's not how you talk to your mother." My mom scolded.
My face paled, "MOM IM SO SORRY!" I yelled mortified I talked to my mom like that. I love my family and no matter how much of a bitch I am I always treat my family with respect.
"Well speaking I'm the one who gave you your life." My mom joked knowing my anger issues.
"I love you mom." I said breaking into a smile. My rare real smile.
"Love you too, but I was calling because your sister."
My sister, holy shit I totally forgot.
"Oh mom I-" I started to stammer
"It's okay, I understand." My mom replied.
"Alright." I said. She always understands.
"Just wanted to remind you." My mom said.
"Always." I said still holding onto that smile.
"She misses you." My mom added in.
"I miss her too." I said.
"I'll be home soon." My mom said.
"Okay, can't wait." I replied.
"Bye sweetie."
"Bye mom." And then I hanged up and my smile disappeared turning into a big frown.
"Nikki eve, Nikki eve to the office." The voice on the microphone boomed.
Oh fuck. Am I already going to the office on the first day? Well I did get a detention...
That's not the point!
As I was heading to the office I could feel everyone's stares on my back slightly curious on what I did. If it wasn't already obvious enough.
When I got there I headed straight into the principals office.
"Ah Nikki even. New student right?" Mr. Jacobs, aka the principal said eyeing me up and down.
I rolled my eyes. What a pervert.
"What do you want." I said narrowing my eyes.
"Already causing trouble I see. Fights, damaging lockers, detention, and talking back." He said.
I smirked, "yep I'm proud too." I replied.
"You see I'm very forgiving." You thought. I said sarcastically in my own head. "-But under certain circumstances." He finished.
"Like what." I demanded.
"It's your first day, I'll let it slide. But next time there will be a punishment." He said smirking lightly.
"What are you going to do? Spank me?" I said with snort.
"If that's what you want." Mr Jacobs said.
"You know what I want?" I said slowly playing along.
"What do you want?" He said with a raised eyebrow.
"To get the fuck out of this office before I scream rape you fucking pedophile." I said angrily.
His jaw dropped.
"Good day to you pervert." I said with a fake smile and slammed the door shut heading to detention.
What a great first day. Wonder what tomorrow brings me.
Hopefully lots of money after this.
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I Have A Gun (ON HOLD)
Teen Fiction"My lips are the gun. My smile is the trigger. My kisses are the bullets. Label me a killer." I walked closer, "I have a gun" I whispered seductively into his ear "and I know how to use it." I said. "I do too." He whispered back. "You think I'm scar...
