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My eyes snapped open as soon as my phone started to vibrate. I growled, rolling off of my stomach and reaching a hand over to my rumbling phone on my night stand. I turned the screen towards me, wincing at the bright light in my pitch black room. I squinted at my phone, unlocking it with my index finger and smacking the screen down on my bed sheet. I pressed my face to my pillow and groaned loudly.
It's too early for school.
Couldn't I have gotten at least a day to settle down?
Seriously, I just moved in yesterday.
After a few moments of groaning into my pillow, I forced myself up. I glanced at the clock again.
6:00am, two hours until I need to be at school. Alright, I know that I don't have to get up that early, but I need to exercise in the morning.
Rubbing my tired eyes from sleep, I changed into my running clothes and stuffed my Ipod into my arm strap. With my running shoes on, and my hair in a pony tail, I set out on my small jog.
My feet hit the pavement at regular intervals, my heart rate slowly began to accelerate with the sudden kick start of my muscles. As my breathing began to even itself, my mind became sharper. I looked around me with interest, this being the first time I was able to look around the place I just moved into.
I watched as the trees moved by me, slowly revealing the cluster of houses on the edge of the town. My father thought it would be a great idea to move into the outskirts of town, where the area was almost completely covered with forest. Don't get me wrong, I like the seclusion, but isn't it secluded too much?
Something could happen, and no one would ever think something's up. I smirked suddenly as another thought crossed my mind. They wouldn't hear the fucker scream if they even tried doing something. I shook my head and quickened my pace. Once I reached the first house, I would turn around and hear back home, I decided suddenly.
My thoughts focused on my music.
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
The smirk reappeared on my face, this song fit so well. I grunted at my ragged breathing. I need to run more, I thought disapprovingly. I glanced up to find myself at the first set of houses in town. I grunted again and spun on my heels to head home.
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When I arrived back, sweat glistening on my skin, I glanced at my clock to see that only half an hour has passed. I sighed and headed towards my room and into my bathroom.
The only sweet thing about moving was that I finally have my own bathroom, and it's even connected to my room! I smirked at this and started my usual morning routine.
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When I was done, I stared at myself in the mirror.
My medium length brown hair now fell past my shoulders. I'll have to cut that soon, I thought distastefully. I am classified as a short person, only reaching to the height of 5'2. My face was clear of pimples at the moment, but those things sprouted when they pleased, especially when I was stressed. I will probably find myself with a few tomorrow.
I am bigger than the average skinny bitch, but I wasn't so big to be considered obese. My chest was more developed than the average females as well, while the rest of my figure was a little less developed. There were slight muscles evident on my arms, and my face held a look of pure coldness. I gazed into my piercing grey eyes and frowned. Whoever even tries to fuck with me today they're gonna get it.
Today I sported an Escape the Fate tee and tight skinny jeans, my combat boots finishing my look. My arms were covered in homemade string bracelets, some ranging from three years prior to yesterday. I squinted at my face, my mouth set into a permanent frown.
Without further ado, I left my room with my pack over one shoulder and was out the front door. My father wasn't even up yet, I noted with an eye roll. The fucker is making me go to school the day after I move in and he's gonna skip work?
"Fucking hypocrite." I mumbled under my breath, stumbling into the garage and yanking my bike out of the pile of shit we have in there. I made sure I had everything – phone, keys, Ipod, etc. – and jumped onto my bike when I was sure. I began to hear towards the direction of town, where my new high school was located.
The wind whipped at my face as I biked with startling speed towards town. It took me an hour to get ready. I only have thirty minutes to get to said school on time. I tsked and sped up, my heart rate slightly increasing. Within five minutes of my departure, I reached the cluster of houses I ran to earlier that morning. I sped past them, smiling blissfully as the wind blew in my face. The harsh sound of the wind rushed into my ears, drowning out my thoughts. My smile widened. That is my favorite part about biking.
When I reached a hill, I pumped all the way up it with eager glee. I raced up past teens that were walking up the hill. Cars rushed past me on the street. A group of kids my age looked at me weirdly when I past them. When I finally reached the top, I was out of breath and smiling like a lunatic. The high school was at the bottom of this extremely huge hill. With a huge intake of breath, I pushed on the pavement to get myself a head start. In moments I was speeding down the hill.
With my hands clamped onto the hand rails, I weaved through the cluster of teens who were descending down the hill. As I raced down, I smirked at the shouts of surprise from my soon to be classmates.
"Hey! Watch out!" A pink haired girl yelled towards me when I zoomed past. I shook my head.
"Woah! Check that chick out! She's going so fast, dattebayo!" A second one called when I passed him. I smirked at this and stopped pedaling. I was starting to go too fast.
I ignored the rest of the comments the people called at me when I zoomed past, since most of them were protests of my biking. Like I gave a shit what they thought, I thought to myself with a scoff.
When I reached closer to the parking lot, I was still going too fast. I began to lightly apply my hand breaks, my eyes focused on the school for the moment in anticipation. The school was so huge! I brought my attention back to the path ahead of me, only to now find a car right in front of my view. I clamped onto my breaks, but I was too close and going too fast.
"Shit." I stated, smacking into the front side of the car. My momentum caused me to flip and land with a hard thud on the hood of the car. My head smacked onto said hood with blinding force, causing searing pain to erupt the second it happened. The air was knocked out of my lungs. I know for sure that I left a dent in this person's car. Fuck.
I leaped off of the hood of the stranger's car with inhuman speed, coughing as I did so. I heard a car door slam and sudden whispers from bystanders who witnessed my epic fail. I winced at the pain, and looked up towards the driver.
"Did you see that? She ran into Kakuzu's car. She's so screwed." I person whispered loudly to one of their friends. I rubbed my head and forced myself up on my feet. My whole body screamed in pain, but I held it back as I looked at the person in front of me.
Said boy was wearing a mask that covered his mouth, angry eyes pierced into me. I rubbed the back of my head, wincing at the huge bump that I could feel.
"Sorry 'bout that. I wasn't paying attention there." I stated, walking towards the front of the car to look at the damage I caused. Sure enough, there was a huge dent on the hood, as well as a crack in his windshield. I winced. I looked back to see him looking towards the hood with unhappy eyes. I already knew where this was going.
"How much to fix this?" I questioned, gesturing towards the hood. Apparently, he didn't expect this response; because he was silent for a moment as he stared at me. I raised an eyebrow at him, wincing at the pain in caused to the back of my head. He looked back at his car.
"I would guess around $300." I winced at the price. I knew it was going to be big. I glanced around to see that a crowd of people gathered, all of them whispering to each other. I frowned, and looked back at the idiot who stopped his car right in the middle of the sidewalk.
"Could we talk about this… somewhere private? I'm not much of a crowd person." I said, eyeing the circle of people. I watched as the kids eyes narrowed. There was a deadly silence in the air. I frowned.
"Very well. Get your bike." He stated, walking over towards his car and opening the trunk. I eyed him suspiciously, but complied. When I got to the back of his car with my bike, he took it from my hands and threw it into the trunk.
"Hey!" I protested "Don't throw it in there like that! That bike was expensive as hell!" He glared at me.
"Get in the car. Now." He growled. I glared at him.
"And why should I do that?" I answered unhappily, an eyebrow raised in question. He glared at me again.
"Do you want your bike back? I can always sell it." He snaps back. I growled at him but got into the car anyway. I slammed the car door shut forcefully.
"Oy! You're going to get it bitch! You don't fuck with Kakuzu's shit!" I jumped at the voice coming from the back of the car. I turned around and sent a glare to yet another guy. His silver hair was slicked back, and his purple eyes were staring at me menacingly. I scowled.
"I would shut the fuck up if I were you, ass wipe." I responded, glaring daggers at the stranger. He barked with laughter.
"You picked up a feisty bitch, Kakuzu!" He yelled when the masked guy shut his door and started his car. I frowned and sat back in the seat. Kakuzu, which I'm guessing is his name, glared at the one in the back before looking back at me. He shook his head and drove to a parking spot and parked. After shutting off the engine, he turned his attention to me. I glared at him.
"I expect 400$ by Friday. That gives you 4 days including today." My mouth gaped open.
"Hey! I thought you said 300!" I felt he had a smirk under his mask.
"I changed my mind." He responded. The guy chuckled from the back seat. I glared towards the back seat one.
"Shut the fuck up." I responded in a cold tone. I brought my attention back to Kakuzu. "I don't have a job, I'm flat broke, and I just moved here. Can I… you know… do your homework of or some shit for a while or something? Ya know, until you feel that I've paid off for smashing my bike into your car. By the way, if you didn't stop right in front of the fucking sidewalk it wouldn't have happened." I responded, anger beginning to grow towards this Kakuzu.
He glared at me, his friend barked in laughter from the back. We continued to glare at each other.
"Shut up Hidan. I'm trying to think." Kakuzu ordered. The one in the back instantly quieted down and flicked Kakuzu off. So his name is Hidan now. I mentally stored it into my head and committed it to memory. I raised an eyebrow.
"So, Kakuzu, we have a deal? I'll do your homework for, let's say, 2 to 3 months. If you're not satisfied with your grades, then you can extend it." Hidan barked in laughter again.
"Oy, bitch. You failed to realize that this fucker is actually smart as hell. He doesn't need you to do jack shit when it comes to homework!" I groaned loudly and rested my head on head rest. I winced at the pain that erupted in my head in response.
"I have a better idea." I looked up towards Kakuzu hopefully, but it died the moment I saw his facial expression.
"You will have to tutor Hidan until the end of the semester. The idiot needs one anyway." Slight relief flooded through me. I can do that. Hidan growled from the back seat.
"Oy! I don't need a Jashin-damn tutor!" He barked, glaring at Kakuzu. My head tilted in confusion. What the fuck is a Jashin? Kakuzu turned to glare at Hidan.
"Yes you do, Hidan. Pein has ordered you get one as soon as possible. And now, I don't have to pay for one." Who the fuck is Pein? I questioned myself, confusion in my eyes. The two must have noticed because they gave me a look.
"I'll do it." I answered quickly, beginning to reach towards the door handle.
"Wait." Kakuzu ordered. I turned to glare at him, my hand resting on the door handle.
"What?" I snarled, annoyance covering my face. I was already in fucking pain, what else does he want?
"We have to discuss tutoring times." I frowned and glanced at my phone. 5 minutes until school started. I looked up to glare at the guy.
"I'm gonna be late on my first day, can I just fucking leave? I have to get to the office." Kakuzu glared at me.
"You will come back here after school. We have to discuss where we will be having the tutoring sessions." I waved a tired hand at him and opened the door. I stepped out and leaned in.
"Is there anything else?" I questioned sarcastically, a fake smile on my face. Kakuzu apparently didn't like that.
"What's your name?" My fake smile fell into a frown as I looked at Kakuzu dead in the eyes.
"Muon Seishin." I answered, glaring towards Kakuzu. He glared at me.
"I'm keeping your bike." I growled at him.
"Like fucking hell you are. That's my fucking transportation. You might want to rethink your decision." I answered in a deadly serious voice. Kakuzu chuckled.
"Oh, you'll get it back. Of course, after you show up after school today. If you don't I'm scrapping it." I glared at him and slammed the car door shut.
"Go fuck yourself." I grumbled, my body screaming in agony as I walked towards the school.
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