CHAPTER 1

Ah wonderful. I'm on a plane for the next 5 hours to go to some new boarding school. For some reason my parents don't think i'll get kicked out of this one. I don't know why they think that, I mean it's not like it would be hard considering I'm actually there on a scholarship, or a few scholarships. Anyway maybe it's because it's the same one my brother goes to. He's supposed to watch me or something. Hey, he can try but honestly it's never my fault I get kicked out so there isn't much he can do. Well to pass the time I should let you know a little more about myself.

My name is Izzy MaCarthy, well actually it's Lauren MaCarthy but I've always hated my name so everyone calls me Izzy. Ever since I was 4 I've lived with my Mom, Renee, in Georgia. We moved there after my mom and dad got divorced. Every summer I used to go up to my Dad's house for a few weeks to visit with him and my brother, Emmett. Emmett is this huge muscles dude. When you first see him most people run away, until they see him smile like a four year old with his huge dimples. We are actually twins but I'm an hour younger than him and so to him that means he is the older, wiser, protective brother. Yeah the wiser part was sarcastic. He got into the school ona football scholarship.

So over the past six years I have attended 8 different boarding schools. Sometimes I don't even make it through the whole year. Actually most of the time I don't but I always move on and do extra credit or home schooling. I would do homeschooling all the time but my step-dad is a minor league baseball player and they travel a lot so no one can stay with me. That's why I always have to go to boarding schools. It's odd actually I'm on my way from Montana, where phil's last game was, to my home state, Georgia. Except my mom won't be back her for at least another year. She might not come back at all if Phil gets signed anywhere else.

This boarding school is called Miller's School for the Gifted and Talented. Yeah this isn't the first school I've gotten in on scholarship, but it is the first that I got in on more than one. I've gotten into schools because of athletics, academics, musical talents, or something else they claim I'm good at. I really don't see what they all do but apparently this particular school thinks I'm simply wonderful at Singing, Gymnastics, Boxing/ Fighting, and Math. I've gotten into other schools because of these talents but never all at once it's gonna be a busy year... if I don't get kicked out.

Now you may be wondering why I always get kicked out of these schools. Well it's because of the system. No matter where you go there is always a system. I'm am simply the exception. In every school I've gone to since kindergarden has a system of cliques going on. I've never fit into one particular clique so I tend to float from one to another. Because I know people from all of the cliques I usually become very popular. I never really notice my growing popularity until some bitch or bastard decide to do something about it. Every single one of those people have all ended up with some kind of broken bone when I'm done with them. You'd thing when I get into the school on a Boxing/ Fighting scholarship they would know not to mess with me but some people are just that stupid.

I've gotten into plenty of fights before, if some bitch wants to start something, or if some guy's hand wonders a little to low but it's not 'till I broke something worse than a nose that I'm actually expelled. Sure I'm not that good, like I drink, smoke, party, but I'm smart and the teachers are always sad to see their only advanced student go. That's the only reason I' not still being held back in my freshman year. Finally I'm on to being a senior.

Yes! The plane has finally landed! Talking about myself and listening to my Ipod really passed the time quickly. I got up out of my seat and stretched. I noticed the hot guy across the isle checking me out and I smirked. I knew I was pretty hot I mean all my friends say so. Because of my athletics I have a very curved and well toned body. My skin is naturally tan and my long hair is in soft silky waves to the bottom of my ribcage. Most people say my best feature are my eyes. They are round and doe like but they are the darkest brown you'll ever see, if you look close enough they have streaks of red in them. But the weird thing about them is that the outer edge of my pupil is a deep black ring. the people that are scared of me often say I have demon eyes, that's why I where sunglasses a lot.

I got off the plane and got my luggage, which was a lot of suitcases. I went outside to wait for my friend with my car. The last school I went to didn't let me bring my car so I let it with one of my friends. I few minutes later I saw my baby pull up. I was so happy to see her I literally jumped on her and gave her a kiss. Then I heard a familiar voice laugh.

" Your more excited to see a car then your best friend? I'm hurt!" My oldest friend, Jake said in his deep voice, feigning hurt.

" Well she is better looking." I smiled as I ran my hand over my Audi S5 Matte in Black. It was the best and fastest car I could ever want and it also went even faster because I tricked it out with my awesome mechanic skills.

"Funny. Now give me a hug." I laughed and jumped into his arms. He spun me around before setting me back onto the ground.

" Okay Bitch give me my keys!" I yelled at him. He handed me them and I squealed like a little girl. I jumped into the drivers seat and turned the key. As my baby purred to life I ran my hands over the wheel with a wicked glint in my eyes. I barley waited for Jake to hop in after putting my bags in before I was taking off.

"Have you been taking care of my baby?" I asked him.

"Of course I have. I didn't want you to bring your wrath out on me." Jake replied like it was obvious.

I laughed evilly and said, " Then be ready for a test drive."

He immediately gripped the seats as I raced along the highway toward the school at over 200 mph, laughing the whole way.