I took a glance around the school car park. The building ahead of me was huge, bigger than my other school for sure.
Students entered from different directions, many walking past and staring, some whispering. I felt my palms get sweaty as I clutched on to my phone and my books. How was I supposed to walk confidently when I wasn't confident at all.
I locked my car door and slowly my way up to the building. I looked to my left to see a group of boys and girls, they all literally had glasses and big books in their hands, staring. I sent a small smile before walking away, this was weird.
I couldn't help but notice the masses of sports cars in the car park, a all black Audi R8, a Porsche 911 in silver, a BMW i8 in a bright gold, and a Mercedes AMG GT in silver as well as a motorcycle which I didn't know the name off. I was fond of my cars which is why I knew which was which. I knew people were hella wealthy here, as the stuck up girls and boys had fancy cars but these cars were literally sports cars that no parent would let their child out in for school. I didn't realise I was staring until the doors of the cars swung open and 6 boys came out. Two of them in the Porsche.
They all headed to the black Audi as finally the person came out of his car. A brown/blonde haired boy came out of his car, from here I could see his tattooed arms, tall muscular body and fine face which was defined by a sharp jawline, hazel eyes yet angry look.
That's when I realised I was staring, because I could see his eyes meaning he could see me, meaning he knew I was staring. Meaning he knew I was a awkward mess. I noticed his friends were all laughing and joking and he literally was the only one looking as if someone ran over his cat or something. Until of course they all just looked over at me.
Getting myself out of the situation, and his angry looks, terrified I rushed in to the school.
I made my way through before actually entering the building. That's when I realised how big the school actually was. The hallways looked never ending as the endless lockers carried on, students flooding everywhere I almost felt lost without even moving.
What was I supposed to do? I didn't know where to go or who to speak to.
Until unfortunately I heard the same stuck up squeaky voice sound from behind me.
"Isabella! Over here!" I slowly turned around to see a very excited Roxy rushing over to me.
"Oh thank god you're looking cute for the first day. First impressions are everything" really? That was the first thing she had to say?
"Hi Roxy" I said, smiling. I was stuck with her.
"Okay so you have to meet my girls, but first let's go get your timetable, find out your locker and your classes, I'm hoping we have a couple classes together and free periods" she gushed. Why was she being so nice? I'd rather be alone then to meet her 'girls' because I'm pretty sure they'd be just like her.
"Yeah.." I trailed off. "Oh come on Isabella-"
"Just call me Bella please, it's weird" I told her quickly. She laughed nodding "Bella, you cannot be that shy girl anymore. This is Calabasas! There's no room for shy girls! You gotta get your ass out there and impress, that's how hints work around here"
How was I supposed to spend every day with her. How.
"Let's go, my girls are probably waiting for me"
With that she dragged me in another direction.
Not long after I had gotten my timetable and was now walking towards Roxys locker. Unfortunately it was time to meet her friends.
"There she is" one of the girls said before they all turned around. There were literally a whole squad of them, probably 7.
And then there were boys, a lot of them. They all wore the typical jock jackets with the letters LA sewn in to them, the colour of the jacket being burgundy and white symbolising the mascot of the school.
"Well hello there" one of them said to me, "who's your lady friend Roxy?" Another joined in.
"Everybody, this is my childhood friend Isabella, but call her Bella because she has an anxiety attack if you call her her full name"
Yes that's right, make fun of my insecurities and anxiety, my favourite thing to do and endure.
"Okay these are my best friends, Sandra and Sandy" - they were twins with blonde hair, nothing more to say about them. "Britney, Nicole, Eli,Demi, and Riley" I literally was not going to remember them but I guess I could try.
"And then this is Andrew who is Sandra's boyfriend and this is David Sandys boyfriend but they're having issues so is it really a relationship?" Was she really making a joke out of her 'best friends' relationship?
"And then this is Ricky, Martin and Zion, they're single but Martin and Demi fuck every Friday night so I wouldn't recommend him"
They all just laughed. Was exposing each other's private life a joke for them? Was it just the norm?
They were all the opposites to me and I hated that I was now considered one of them.
"Well we have like 10 minutes free time before class SO, why don't we head outside to take the piss outta the nerds?" She laughed.
My mouth hung open slightly as I frowned, I was not a bully and nor did I condone it so she must be stupid to think I'd be a part of that.
"We're kidding little Bella, jheez lighten up a little. Now let's go"
"Okay I'm just going to put my things in my locker...I'll meet you there?" They all just shrugged and walked off.
I sighed in relief as I left in the opposite direction away from them.
Once I got to my locker I unlocked it and placed my books in there. I quickly took my phone out and texted my actual best friends who demanded to know every single detail about my new high school.
So far it was horrible.
But as promised I left to go outside where I found them all just stood there, like the meanest people ever. This was definitely not me. I had to make my own friends as soon as possible so I could avoid her and her clique at all cost.
"Here she is!" She squealed. Did she never speak quietly?
More people had joined and I almost felt suffocated as she told me all their names.
"You single lil ma?" One of the boys said- no idea what his name was.
"Um yea..." I trailed off as I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
"That's good news" he smirked. Okay I was creeped out.
I kinda just looked down at my feet or looked around at other people just to avoid conversation with these... delinquents.
I looked up only to see the same boys from earlier now coming towards me. I froze as they all just looked at me. I was kind of used to the staring by others because I was the new girl but these boys... they were different. And very scary. Well actually not all of them. They actually smiled at me as they walked past but one I particular literally gave me the death glare making me instantly look down at my feet in almost embarrassment. Why was I letting him get the better of me? I didn't even know him.
"Um Roxy..." I spoke up getting Roxy's attention and sadly, her girlfriends too.
"Who were them guys? The ones that came out of those cars?" I asked pointing over at the sports cars.
They all looked over, before looking back at each other and then back down at me. Of course I was shorter than them.
"Off limits is what they are" one of them snapped at me. I couldn't even remember her name. Eli I think it was?
"Shut the fuck up Eli" Roxy replied before looking at me.
"They're... not a part of us" she told me. Linking arms with me she dragged me along with her in to school.
"There's 5 of them, Khalil, Brandon who is known as 'Meajor Ali' but only his boys can call him that and if you call him that he'll throw you of a cliff, And there's Kyle, Xavier also known as Xav, Ryan and then the infamous Jason. Jason McCann."
"Why are they off limits?" I asked, not knowing what to say.
She laughed, "They're toxic Isabella, don't get too close"
The hallways had finally fallen quiet as I finally figured out my class and where it was. I was nervous because i was 5 minutes late meaning everyone would stare at me as if I had just murdered someone right in front of them when in reality it's not that big of a deal. I took a deep breath and opened the door before stepping in. The entire class were alerted and were looking in my direction. "You must be Isabella the new student!" A very chirpy man sung. He was tall, had white/grey hair and wore small rectangular glasses. He looked to be in his late 40's. "I'm Patrick Lang your English teacher, I should assure you that I will teach you everything you need to know and more" I couldn't get over how excited he was at this early hour. "Class, this is Miss Isabella Montano," he paused as they all just sat there, staring. "What do you prefer being called?" He asked as he handed me a text book. "Um just Bella..." I replied quietly. "Okay then Bella, you can take a seat in between Rico
There they are" Kyle spoke making me look up to see Khalil and Za enter the cafeteria, but not alone. In between them was the same girl from this morning, the one who fucking pissed me off for staring. I already got the school on my back and now this bitch too. I looked at her from head to toe before looking right at her, not breaking eye contact, I knew she felt uncomfortable but I enjoyed the automatic control causing her to quickly break eye contact. "Damn she fine as fuck" Brandon spoke as he sucked in staring at her. "I hope you aren't forgetting who her dad is" Ryan quickly answered. "Who?" I asked as khalil and Za now joined us. "Officer Montano? La state officer?" He answered as if it were the most obvious thing ever. "For fucks sake her dads a cop?" Za asked in annoyance. "Yes so stay away from her unless you want our ass back in prison" Ryan rolled his eyes. He pissed me the fuck off when he tried acting like the dad of the group. "Fuckkk, why she gotta do me like tha
I was now at home in my bedroom still unpacking my things as I hadn't had the chance to completely unpack every single thing. As I unpacked I couldn't help but go back to thinking about the people I had met today. Of course it was like a typical high school where different groups dominated different areas of the school, but mostly the popular the jocks and cheer leaders. And then there was 'The group' who basically dominated the entire school without actually speaking to anyone. Well, they were nice, I had only spoken to two of them; Khalil and Za who seemed to be nice and pretty funny, the complete opposite to how they presented themselves with all the tattoos and bad boy reputation. I was told they were always getting in to fights and well it led to the other person being seriously injured and them being suspended from school. The norm I guess. But then there was the main guy who I noticed Roxy really wasn't fond off however she really was against me and him even speaking. Flash
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