Loves a Fight

Chapter I Noels P.O.V

I wake with a jolt.
Memories from the night before all flood back.
He hit me harder than usual.
I shouldn't have told him Mom's death was his fault.
He misses her as much as I do, if not more.
He just has a different way of dealing with it.

You might be wondering who I'm blabbering on about.
My father is the one that hit me.
It's become a daily ritual.
He doesn't mean to, I think.
Ever since Mom died in some freak accident.
He has been treating me differently.
More like a enemy than a daughter.
I don't think of him any differently.
He is still my father even if he treats me like shit.
It's my fault anyway.

Well, moving on from my home life.
Let's discuss my life at school.
I guess you could say I'm quite feared by everyone.
Yep that about sums it up.
I transfer schools left and right because no one will even look at me.
They are too scared.
Today is the start of a new school year at a new school.
New people means someone is going to piss me off and I'm gonna end up beating their ass.
Oh, where are my manners, my name is Noel.
Yep real original, I know.

I should probably silence my alarm and get my lazy ass out of bed.
Ah what's the point, who even goes to school anyways?

Once I'm at my closet I grab jeans a Tee-shirt and my leather jacket.
I slide down the railing to the kitchen.
Grab a nasty ass granola bar and head to the door.
Slide on my Dr. Martin's and leave my new ugly house.
Every house I have ever lived in has been ugly as hell.
Glad to see we kept with the theme.
I jump on my Ducati. My baby.

Ah she sounds so beautiful.
That's one thing I need to do is to find the street races.
The adrenaline racing through your veins during a race is amazing.
That's the only reason why I do it.

I also street fight.
Since I can't hit my father back, I found another way to let out my pent up anger.
Breaking other people's faces.
The sound of someone's cheek bone cracking under your knuckle is so satisfying.
Why step into the ring with me?
You are destined to lose.
I have never lost.
I never will lose.
Not today, not any other day.

I need to focus on the road and not my exciting life.
If this is my school I'm going to throw up.
Damn! It's it.
You know those schools that look like they should be in a movie?
Yep that's where I just pulled up.
The fucking school from highschool musical.
God I want to vomit all over everyone's expensive cars.
I pull up in one of the parking spots by the front just to piss someone off.
Speak of the devil, someone drives by and flips me off.
Ha! Really what are we five.
That kid is a god damn retard.
Get out of your car and i'll beat your ass into the ground.
That's what I thought you fucking prick.

I walk up the stairs to the door.
See highschool musical school.
Every kid I walk by looks at me like I have a third head.
This one kid is the ugliest fucking thing I have ever seen.
He makes my want to stare at him all day because he is just that ugly.
He is definitely one of those people that have a face only a mother can love.