Chapter 1 :: Where it all begins…


It was a rainy day in Australia; more so rainy than other days in the past. The clouds looked dark gray, rain was pouring from the sky as if it was flooding, and in a car there were three passengers driving home. The first was a mother, she was of Native American descent with jade green eyes and dark hair, and she was the driver. Second, in the back of the car, a young boy, a very playful, very charismatic child, with beige brown hair and walnut highlights, and light blue eyes he obtained from his half Asian, half European father, he continued to fiddle around with his seatbelt pulling at it and letting it snap back to his chest as the car would go over the many bumps of the road. Lastly, a teenage girl, about the age of a second year, high school student, she had long, brown hair with a tint of red, and the same eyes as her mother, she sat next to her brother.

"Hey Leo," her mother muttered to her daughter as she was deep in thought every so often glancing at her daughter in the car's mirror, "how would you like to attend Bullworth Academy? Your uncle works there, you might be given some great opportunities…"

"Mother, I don't want to leave you here – not like this." Leo begged as she shook her head, eyes full of tears.

"Darling, it will only be for three more years. You've already gotten past freshman year, and I'm sure my cousin would love to see you." Her mother responded after she broke from her trance.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

The two exchanged in conversation and then it all went silent…

Screams and sirens were heard throughout the commotion of that day as a large truck had rammed into their vehicle and tossed it to the side of the intersection, unable to stop due to the decreased friction caused by the storm and two siblings were left without a mother, without a father, without the life they had once known.


Shake. Shake.

"Leo, wake up," said a young boy, "wake up, uncle's here!"

I shook my head and rubbed my face into my pillow, then I got up and smiled at my younger brother. "You sure seem excited today Luke."

"I am, I am! Uncle said we'd be great additions to his school! And, I get to play with Pedro some more!" Luke happily jumped on my bed as I smiled at him.

"Okay, go get ready Luke. I'll be down stairs in a bit." I say as I toss off my sheets, turn to him and head for the lav*.

Quickly, he jumps off and rushes to his dresser to rummage for his remaining belongings and packs them in a luggage. As I turn away, I continue towards the door and lock it behind me. I look in the mirror and I see my mothers' face. I have her eyes, her nose, her lips…the only thing that came from my dad was his chin and hair. It's been 3 years since my father passed away from lung cancer, and a year since my mother had died in the car crash, her body shielded mine and my brother so we would not get crushed under the impact. I still have nightmares of that day, up 'til now. Since then, we were sent to an orphanage somewhere in America to be close to our uncle's place until our school paperwork had been handed in. Actually, my uncle is the school's principal. I believe they call him, 'Dr. Crabblesnitch', he's my mother's cousin and they were very close. He runs the school called Bullworth Academy, where he and his secretary, Ms. Danvers, watch over the staff and students with a firm grip. We're not allowed to live with him because of student-staff relationship restrictions and also, the parents of the students feel that there may be some nepotism involved in our school lives, so it would be best to limit the time we see him only to when we attend school.

Uncle set up a place for me and Luke to live, up in Bullworth Vale near a park which had been spray-painted, vandalized and ruined due to the antics from the previous school year. He didn't go into detail on how it all happened, I just know whatever it was, wasn't good. Luke was so happy to be able to play at the park everyday when we started living there, he even made a friend named Pedro De La Hoya, he also attended Bullworth. Things seemed to be looking up for him, as for me, I thought they were until I started my first day at the academy.


Out of sympathy for our loss and excitement for our arrival, our Uncle drove us to school just that one morning and outside the gates stood Ms. Danvers. She was quite a tall lady, slender even, with a bobbed, old-fashioned hair cut that seemed quite unrealistic due to the amount of volume it had.

"Leo. Luke." She addressed us both with somewhat less than enthusiastic drawn out tone , "Welcome to Bullworth Academy. I see you came here with your Uncle." She then smiled as she saw uncle wave as he drove his car into the faculty parking lot.

"You two will stay out of trouble, yes? Well? Off you go." She eyes us up and down for any blemishes in our uniforms that were slightly altered since the former year. When she couldn't find any serious flaws, she shooed us away as uncle made his way back to her and they started conversing.

I wore a white blouse with a tie, black suspenders, and a teal (more green) plaid skirt. Luke on the other hand wore a blue Bullworth sweater vest with a crest in the upper right hand corner and tan slacks. We made our way through the gates as fast as possible.

"That lady scares me Leo," Luke said as he followed closely behind me while we walked towards the main building, "I'm gonna look for Pedro!"

"Alright, take care," I said as I waved him off with a light-hearted smile, "see you at home!~"

He nods and runs towards a building labeled, 'BOYS DORM'. As I make my way closer towards the main building, I feel something up my skirt. I hurriedly turn and raise my hand about to slap the person who violated my personal space and me, but he retorts.

"Whoa there," he backs up, "nice ass, actually, you got a nice rack too. My name is Jimmy, Jimmy Hopkins."

I blush a bright rose color when I see the face of this pervert. I wanted to slap him, I really did, but I held in the urge and gave him a slight grimace and said, "Nice to meet you Jimmy, but if your hands ever touch me again, I will make sure that those hands will never touch anything again."

I walk up the remaining steps and hear cat-calls, laughter, "oohs" and Jimmy say, "Some girls are so touchy."


Dear Journal,

I had two classes during the day, English and Art. My English teacher Mr. Galloway seemed like he was getting over a hangover and the art teacher Ms. Phillips left in the middle of the class to check up on him, the entire day I felt like I was being self-taught. I made a friend though, her name is Pinky, seems nice, a bit shallow, but nice. She told me all about how she was getting betrothed to her cousin Derby. You know, I didn't know first cousin marriages were legal, but I'm rather glad my mother wasn't that close to uncle. I wonder what Derby looks like. Also, I passed by the Auto-shop on my way home and saw this clique called, 'Greasers' – weird name, right? There was also a very timid boy named Peter Kowalski who sat next to me and Pinky in art class. I think he's friends with this pervert named Jimmy Hopkins. He's a junior like me and so is this weird guy named Gary Smith (I met him in the lunch room), though I have to admit he's kind of cute!~ Oh well, I guess this is where it all begins… From this moment, I will restart my life with a new beginning.


*Lav = Lavatory (restroom, bathroom)

A/N: his is my first fanfic, so please review kindly, also, I don't know who Leo will end up with, but I drew a picture of her. Check it out!

I don't know if you'll find it, but look up leo-croft on tumblr.

I want her to be with someone like Johnny, Derby, or Gary, no idea who, but there will be a love tri…..square? Help me decide in the reviews!