Before She Ruined It All
Chapter One: The Dragon Girl
I stand in the hall placing baby bottle nipples on my newly acquired red locker, I begin hearing the whispers of my fellow students. I take a deep breath.
"You know they're talking about how weird you are,right?" Asks the voice of my wooden best friend and part-time tormentor, Rex.
"There's not much I can do about it, now is there?" I state, before placing the final nipple.
"Well, you could decorate your locker with something that doesn't make you look like Norman Bates." Rex tells me as I sigh.
"I told you they represent a simpler time, a time when I was happy." I say. I know I'm only fourteen and my life has barely begun, but I'd be okay if it just stopped right now. Damn it, I miss the old Hollywood. Back in the eighties and nineties when people actually made original shit. Nowadays it's all remakes and remixed bullshit. I look around and sigh, "I was born in the wrong time." I say.
"We both wish your mom had aborted you, now shut up and get us to class." Rex commands.
I walk into my first period class, "Creative Writing 101." I read from the white board in the front of the class. I see a rather pale girl with brunette hair with blonde highlights sitting near the back of the class on the left side of the room.
"Hey Rob, that hottie looks bored." Rex whispers.
"So?" I ask unsure of his point.
"So, go entertain her with some smooth talking." He tells me and I have to admit that she is stunning. I walk over to the desk beside her and begin to sit down.
"NO!" The girl screams at me in a growling fashion that's so scary it made me nearly piss myself. I scramble to my feet and go to a desk that is four spaces from her. I suddenly hear not only the laughter of various students, but Rex as well.
"You should have seen your face!" He says.
"Rex!" I chastise, hanging my head in shame, but not before seeing a small smirk on the face of the girl with the roar of a dragon.
After first period ends I quickly make my way out of the classroom and into the halls. I return to my locker to put away my creative writing supplies and gather my notebook for my musical composition class that starts in three minutes.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me!" Comes an all too familiar and frightening voice. I turn around and see the girl who looks ready to tear my head off. "You just keep getting creepier, don't you puppet boy?" She asks. "Not only do you talk to a wooden doll, but you're the freak with baby bottle nipples on their locker?" She adds.
"I...Uh, it's Robbie." I say in a quiet voice.
"What?" She asks with an irritated look in her eyes.
"My name, it's Robbie..Robbie Shapiro." I say louder, yet still sounding like a scared kid.
She smirks and reaches inside her locker. "If you even think about flirting
with me, I'll have your nipples on my locker." She says as she pulls out a pair of sharp looking scissors. "Got it, Shapiro?" She asks and I quickly nod my head.
"Wh..What's your name?" I ask.
She looks at me, not with a smirk, but with a bit of an actual smile and says, "My name's Jade West. Learn it, fear it, obey it."