Chapter One

Alex (P.O.V)

Ugh! Monday mornings have got to be the worst experience of all the days of the week. Something about it just automatically make you feel lazy and unproductive. I would rather stay in bed all day than to go that hell hole nerds call school.  I hate school, then again, all you do is sit around all day and listen to old people ramble on and on about things you do not really want to know.

And the next thing I hate, are the people that try to interact with you. Have you ever just not fucked with anyone, but people still claim that they fuck with you? It is the most ridiculous thing ever. The interesting part about it all though, is that no one will not even dare to look at me. I am what society would label as a deviant or a bad girl. To me I am just a regular teen doing what she wants, when she wants to.

My name is Alexandra, but I prefer Alex. I am seventeen years old. I like to party and I street fight. I do not date because if one man can make me happy, imagine how it will be with like five. Pure bliss.

*Beep beep beep beCRASH!!!!!!!!*

I threw the clock across the room and watched as it smashes into numerous pieces.

"Alex, I hope that is not another clock you broke!", my mother yelled from downstairs. 

" You know you would be so much prettier if you kept your mouth shut. Aye, what would happen if it were?" I leaned against the headboard of my bed and smirked.

My mother burst through the door like a raging bull. 

With a smirk on my face, I motioned for her to continue.

"Just a reminder, child abuse is illegal" I smirked even deeper.

"Why do you hate me?" she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose and a hand on her hip.

“I do not hate you. I am just saying that you are literally the Monday of my life” I said nonchalantly, offering her a smile.

“What am I going to do with you?” She asked sighing again.

“You huff anymore, and you might just blow my room down. Relax”.

“Get ready for school Alex” she said rolling her eyes as she walked out of my room, purposefully leaving the door open.

“Were you born in a cave?!” I shouted out to her, “There are doors in this house, learn to close them”.

I sighed and got off my bed. I entered my walk-in closet and went through my clothes. Hmm what to wear? I settled on a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans, a white tank top, paired off with my leather jacket and black Jordans. I laid out my outfit on the bed, grabbed my underwear and bra and headed off to the shower.

After I put on my outfit, I did my make-up. I went with the smoky eye look and then I straightened my waist-length blonde hair. I cannot stress this enough; I was born to please the eyes of those who were not born with great looks as I did. You could have seen all the curves in my body. For a seventeen-year-old, my breasts were full, and I had curves in all the right places.

When I got done fixing my clothes, hair and make-up, I added some perfume, grabbed my bag and keys and left. I did not plan on saying bye to my parents because when I do, I plan on never coming back.

I opened the garage door and took in the sight of my beautiful ride, a silver Pininfarina Battista with blue highlights. It may not be the one and only of its kind, but it is expensive enough to make me the only student with it at school. I got inside my baby and started the engine and sped off for school. Ten minutes later I arrived. Sadly, my house is not too far from the school, so I arrived in record time. I revved my engine and drove through the gates. All heads turn my way. All the girls rolled their eyes and all the guys’ eyes widened when they took in my ride.

"If I knew I was playing celebrity today I would have brought my favorite pen for autographs. Damn." I said to myself chuckling as everyone went on eyeing me.

I smirked and parked into my spot...well, the principal’s. 

I began to walk to the entrance. I continued walking ignoring all the stares and put my books in my locker. As I was about to walk away, a group of footballers crossed my path and decided to block me.

I raised an eyebrow and put a hand on my hip, cocking it to the side.

“I am always forced to do things I am not qualified for, like being nice to idiots but today is not one of those days. Have a good reason for disrupting my day or fuck off” I said in a warning tone.

 The mummy dick – sorry duck of the group, Xavier, stepped forward.

"Hey, want to go have a good time?" he said trying to sound sexy.

“I swear if stupid could fly you would be a jet” I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"Are you going to kiss me, or do I have to lie to my diary?” God these pick-up lines are puke worthy.

“Guys like you are why girls turn into lesbians.” With that, I walked around him and his crew. I found myself at the bleachers. I sat down and decided to listen to music. Soon enough I was in a deep slumber.

~*~*~Dream*~*~*~

"Hey Alexandra, want to go to a party with me?" my big brother Kyle asked me. He was always so protective. He looks out for me, and I looked out for him.

"Sure, where at?"

"It's at Matt's place"

"I am definitely in; he throws the meanest parties."

"Do you have a designated driver because I don't plan on staying sober?" I asked him because we were always so irresponsible.

"Nope mum and dad said they will send us one; whose car are we taking?"

"Yours I don't want you puking in mine."

"Touché"

Five hours later

"Kyle look out!!!!!!!" I screamed but not in time. A big truck slammed into the car and the car flipped in the air. Kyle's hand went in front of me to stop the air bag from crushing me while the car slammed down onto the road.

All I remember were flashing lights and Kyle saying,

"I love you Alexandra and always will" before I blacked out.

*~*~Dream ends*~*~*

I gasped and my eyes flew open. I realized I had tears in my eyes. I quickly wiped them and checked the time. Class started a half hour ago.

"Shit!" I breathed. I stood up and took off to class.  I checked my schedule, Spanish. 

Finally, I got to the stupid class. I twisted the knob and entered. The class quieted down, and everyone stared at me. The teacher stopped and turned to me. 

" Can't you tell the time? Why are you always late? " 

"Why do you always start class before I get here? " I said in the same tone. 

"Please take a seat"  the teacher said while grinding her teeth. 

I looked around in search of an empty seat. As I spotted one, my mood changed completely.

The only free seat was next to the one of the many persons I cannot stand, Alec Hawford. He was the school's “bad boy”.

Do not get me wrong, even I can admit that he is attractive.  My type but I would never admit that. He was too cocky and egotistical. I am pretty sure he would suck his own dick if ever he got the chance. 

I pulled out the chair and as I was about to sit, he moved it and I fell right on my ass. I yelped but none the less got up and stared at him. The whole class turned around and snickered, others widened their eyes in shock,

The whole class turned around and snickered, some had widened their eyes waiting for my reaction.

"WHAT THE FUCK MAN? DO YOU WANT YOUR HAND AMPUTATED?" I yelled at him. 

He chuckled. 

"Yeah, but you might break a nail" he said.

 Some of his friends laughed and the class snickered. 

I smirked.