You've got to be kidding me.
I slam my fist on my alarm clock and look at the time, 5:28. I drag myself out of bed and towards my dresser to get my leggings and sports bra to start my morning run. It's been part of my normal routine ever since I've become involved in this life. It was hard in the beginning but now it seems as easy as putting a cherry on top of a sundae.
I look outside to see the sun still rising as it is only still early in the morning, which I was more than okay with since I like running in the cold. As I trod down the stairs and towards the front door through the quiet house, I can only imagine what today is going to be like. I didn't really care since I just needed my energy to be boosted up for the day but other than that, I'm still kind of nervous.
During my run I can only think about the possibilities of what's going to happen today, I mean your first day at a new school can kind of do that to you. I know for a fact that it won't be as nerve racking as my first day of freshmen year, so that kind of put me at ease.
After my run I hurry up the stairs as fast as possible as I try and avoid other people from seeing me. It's not that I'm insecure about my body or anything, I just don't like people, period. They're always those people that are nosy, judgy, or fake in general. And the sad thing is you can never tell which is which because people are so good at acting these days it's unbelievable. So as much as possible, I don't talk to them, I don't interact with them, and I sure as hell try to avoid any attention towards me. It's just annoying, you know what I mean? I hope you know what I mean.
I strip myself from my clothing and hop into the shower where the warm water engulfs my sweaty state of a body. I head to my walk in closet and grab normal high waisted blue jeans and an oversized hoodie that goes to my knees. Yeah, a little extreme but it floats my boat. I let my hair air dry as I grab my converse and double check if everything is in my bag. Once I am more than positive everything is where it's supposed to be I grab my phone and head downstairs.
As I make my way to the kitchen I'm met with the delicious aroma of pancakes and bacon. My nose follows the smell and I see my mom and her new husband making breakfast together.
"Good morning sweetie! How was your sleep?" My mom asks as she places the last pancake on a plate. I shrug in response and head to my seat.
"Morning kiddo, you ready for your first day at Wilson High?" Jared asks as he sets my breakfast down in front of me. I don't say anything but smile and dig into my breakfast.
Jared is my mom's new husband and they've been together for quite awhile now actually. They got married in my home town and I couldn't have been more happy for her. It was always me and her in my life since my biological dad had left us when I was only six, but it's okay because 11 years later im doing great without him. My mom and I decided to move in with Jared since his house has more space and let me tell you, it had MORE than enough space, really. It was a mansion and I couldn't believe it was only Jared and his son living here, who sadly couldn't make their wedding. Jared has son that I've only seen during meals but hey, I'm not complaining. Apparently he is just 'nervous' around me which I highly doubt because he looks at me like I'm a disease. So as much as possible, I try and avoid him.
Speaking of the devil, Liam walks into the kitchen and drops his backpack near his chair and digs into his breakfast as well. As much as I don't want to admit it, he is kind of hot. With his auburn brown hair and light brown eyes he looks almost intimidating. See, I hide under my hoodies so much that I don't even think he knows what I look like. Well, to sum it up for you, I have dark black hair and hazel eyes with honey colored skin. I know what you're thinking, 'OMG YOU MUST BE SUCH A BABE!' well shit maybe I am but I wouldn't care.
"Liam, Diamonds is going to be riding with you to school if that's okay, " I stop chewing my food to look at my mom. Is she serious? I might just end up killing this guy with the amount of tension that would fill the car.
I'm so glad Liam felt the same way because he asked, "Doesn't she have her own car?"
"Liam, that's rude. And yes she does but this would be a good way for you guys to bond and get to know each other a little bit," Jared scolds.
As much as I would love to carpool with Liam, which I don't, I have my own car. It's a Ferrari F8 Tributo, and even though my mom doesn't have that type of money I do. And I don't plan on telling her how I got the money any time soon because she would make me quit our only source of income. For now I just tell her that I am an assistant event planner which she seemed to believe.
"Oh c'mon Liam, don't you want to go to your school in style?" My mom pushes. I don't even think he knows I own such an expensive car actually. It didn't matter though, I just really hope she'd quit some time soon because I'm not going to carpool with this bafoon.
I placed my hand on my mom's arm and showed her my keys and shook my head. Telling her that it's okay if I don't drive with Liam in his BMW Z4. She nodded her head in understanding and we continued to eat in silence.
Once I headed towards the garage door to my car Liam called out to me, "You know school doesn't start for another 40 minutes right?" He said in amusement, probably trying to sound like a smartass. All I did was scowl at him and continue into the garage.
Truth is I did know that school was going to start in almost an hour, I just wanted to find a spot close to the school where I could park my car instead of the school's parking lot so nobody touches my baby. Plus I have to get my schedule and find all of the classrooms so I don't get lost later.
The school was only a five minute drive and unfortunately I couldn't find a parking spot outside of school, so I just parked in the very back. Hardly anybody was here unless it were people that were involved with extra curriculum activities. Once I found the office a beautiful middle aged woman with blonde hair and brown eyes smiled at me, "Hey sweetheart, is there something I can do for you?" She asked politely.
"Um, yeah I'm new here and I would like to get my schedule," I said still looking down.
"Of course honey, what's your name?"
"Diamonds Kollster."
I watched her fingers type onto the keyboard and print out a piece of paper, "Here you go Diamonds, that's a lovely name by the way," she complimented.
I smiled in response and rushed out of the office into the hallways. I said I don't like talking to people, not that I never did. I walked around the hallways and to find my classrooms before everybody can rush into the hallway. Once I finally reached my new locker I opened it and placed my afternoon books inside as well as my lunch.
Once I started making my way to my first class I noticed Liam with two other boys that I didn't recognize. He didn't notice me passing and I was more than glad until someone had to destroy that, "Hey! You must be the new girl. I'm Sammy but you can call me Sam for short. Do you need help finding your new classes?" She asked gingerly.
I didn't want to ruin her vibe but I didn't want to be near Liam and his band of gorillas who were now staring at both of us. I smiled in response and walked around her to my new class.
Liam and I were juniors which meant we would probably have classes together, which meant his friends might have some classes with me as well but they probably won't even talk to me. Usually during school I just do whatever I need to do and get out as soon as that bell rings. It was a routine that I've followed by since I've been involved with them.
After four classes without Liam it was finally time for lunch. I grabbed my lunch that I prepared last night and searched the cafeteria for an empty seat. After I finally spotted an empty table in the back I quickly made my way over and started copying the notes in my notebook that the teachers have given me. Surprisingly they've respected my decision to not talk which I was grateful for, I didn't like wasting words for things I wouldn't even remember later on in life.
I continued to eat until I saw Liam and his friends sit in the table next to me. I would've ignored it but one of his friends kept looking at me while I was writing. I wanted to tell them to fuck off but I wouldn't want to waste my breath so I continued to write.
I couldn't help but eavesdrop on the table in front of me, "Is she the new girl?"
"I heard she's rude since she totally ignored Sammy this morning.."
"She never talked to anybody today, I have my first four classes with her and she didn't even make a peep..."
"Ugh she probably wears that hoodie to cover up her fat body.."
HA! And what did I tell you? Judgy and nosey dude! It's whatever people talk shit all the time, I've just learned to live through it and get past it you know?
I was pulled out of my thoughts when my IPhone made the default ding sound when I got a message. I looked over to the screen and saw a message I didn't think I'd see for awhile...
Unknown:
Boss wants to see you tonight. Meet at 685 N Olivers Rd. And bring your fighting gear with you.
What the hell? I wasn't supposed to be fighting for another week! He told me to settle in! Why the change of plans?
I looked up from my phone to see Liam's friend looking right at me. He was... he was... ok he was a fucking God that's what he was. His black T-shirt that didn't help covering up his tattoo covered biceps since it fit like second skin. With his light brown hair that was pushed to the side and his captivating blue-green eyes that pulled me into them. I could see the ocean in them from this distance but I didn't look at him for long. I scrunched up my face in disgust which he looked a little shocked by. I started packing my things and back to my locker when the bell rung for next class.
After school I immediately rushed over to my car and slid in. I made my way home and pulled into the garage while Liam's car would pull into the driveway of the mansion. When I walked in I was met with two suitcases by the front door and I immediately stopped in my tracks.
Suddenly Jared and my mom walked in and saw my state of confusion, "Oh sweetie I'm going to be going on a business trip with Jared. We'll be back in two weeks if that's okay with you," my mom said.
I nodded in understanding and walked up the stairs to my bedroom where the sound of their giggles started fading away. I grabbed my duffel bag and slipped into my fighting attire and started packing my fighting gear. Before I started heading out I took a good look at myself in the mirror. My tattoo of roses on my right arm that I always covered up under my hoodies, my toned body that probably wouldn't even exist right now if I weren't involved with fighting. My black hair that went down to my chest and my hazel eyes that almost everybody adored. Everybody called me stunning, everybody called me beautiful, but I turned all of that down just to be strong. And strength is nothing more than beautiful.
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