I wanted to give myself a break from my last fanfic, but I when this idea came into my head, there was no stopping me.
New girl, new things. She is the polar opposite of my last protagonist, Leila.
Let me know what you think!
Chapter 1- Mild Annoyance
I wrapped the last piece of my short, shoulder length blonde hair around the barrel of the curling iron, letting it fall in a loose curl. I twiddled my bangs, trying to get them to fall perfectly. When I felt secure with my hair, I pulled my black comforter over my red satin sheets and fluffed up my pillows. I grabbed a leather jacket and slipped it on over my scarlet tank top, then I wiggled my way into a pair of dark wash skinny jeans. To finish off my look, I put on matching red stilettos and red lipstick. The usual routine.
As I left my room, I plucked my black Jansport backpack off of my lingerie chest next to my oak door. I swept down my driveway, and into my white Miata. I put my key into the ignition, and drove off to school.
I arrived at the school feeling electric. When I stepped out of my car, I was instantly flocked by crazy follower girls.
"Oh my god Anna you need to see your locker like, right now!"
"Shelly is like, completely telling the truth! Get there now girl!"
I looked at the two girls who were so obviously in distress. The chubbier blonde named Samantha was at my left, and an extremely thing brunette on my right who I assumed was Shelly. I spread my arms out and squeezed them in, their heads barely higher than my hips.
"Now girls, I can handle myself. Okay?" I sighed heavily and pursed my lips. They wiggled from my grasp and nodded a little too anxiously.
"Thanks baby cakes!" I waved to the two young girls as I made my way over to my locker.
I gasped in shock. Someone wrote "WHORE" in red lipstick across my locker. I turned to the crowd that had formed around me. I pretended not to care, though I felt like I was just punched right in my face.
"Anyone have any wet wipes so I can clean this cheap makeup off my locker?" A couple of people handed me their travel packs of wet wipes. I wrapped my hand around the one from the small, nerdy boy and smiled.
He looked like he was going to pass out.
I turned and cleaned my locker off carefully. The bell rang and students zoomed around like ants to get to their classes on time.
Except one very odd boy named Jimmy.
He sauntered over to my locker, flipping his light blonde hair and flexing so hard his face was red.
I sighed and turned to him. "No Jimmy. No." He shrugged and walked off, another failed attempt to ask me out. I grabbed my chemistry book from my locker and headed off to class, feeling less buzzed than the beginning of the day.
"Field trip kids!" The teacher bubbled. Mrs. Kamaco was the worst, most happy person in the world. If you gave her a cockroach she would probably still be happy. Her small frame vibrated excitedly. I rolled my azure eyes and scrolled through my text messages. Mrs. Kamaco motioned all the students out of the door until we were all on the bus, riding off to Deeds Town Park.
A group of students flocked my sides as I tried to complete the assignment for the field trip, chattering about useless things that I didn't care for.
I turned towards the group of obnoxious followers. "Excuse me, but I really want to get this assignment done, so if you could just go off to other places, thanks." They all became very quiet, looking at something behind me. I turned to see a vampire boy, fangs out in a wicked grin.
The vampire tried lunging for my throat, but I caught his chin and slammed him back. Then I swung my leg up into his face, my stiletto scratching his face.
"You better not have wrecked my shoe you little prate." I snarled. The vampire was taken aback by my odd reaction to his attack.
"What the hell?" He shrieked.
"You think you're the first thing that came lunging at my throat? You see how those people were following me right? God, as if you could even—ugh!"
I stalked away, suddenly very annoyed. My heels clicked against the pavement loudly.
Later that day, I sat in my room getting ready for one of the biggest parties of the year. I slipped into a cropped tank with gold studs, leather pants, and my favorite black Maryjane heals. I placed a couple of gold rings and a few gold chains on, along with a few bracelets to match. I applied a deeper red then my usual. My loose curls were replaced with pin straight hair. Overall, I thought I looked like a rock goddess.
I grabbed my black messenger bag and headed out the door. I walked about ten steps before some weird looking boy with green hair and mossy clothing jumped out at me, screaming.
I shrieked and round house kicked him, knocking him across my yard.
"When will you little freaks learn? I TOOK SELF DEFENSE CLASSES! TOP OF MY CLASS!" I groaned.
I turned and kept walking back to my Miata when another creep came at me, this one wrapped up in bandages. He was moaning and walking slowly towards me. I clucked my tongue. I stepped over to him and smacked his forehead hard with an open hand. He blinked a few times and looked at me, confused.
"Do you mind stepping away from the Miata? I'm trying to go to a party." I shoved him over and began to unlock my car. I slid in and drove off, now very annoyed and hoping they would leave me alone, whoever they were.
When I got to the party, there was drunk kids wandering around in the front yard and red solo cups strewn across the lawn. I parked my Miata by the barn and walked off, looking for Cory.
Cory was one of my best friends. He was gay, so he never hit on me. He never liked drama, but he would help me through the stuff that I pretended didn't hurt me. He was really the only person I could depend on. My parents were always working, so it was difficult finding someone to talk to.
I spotted Cory with a group of girls, chatting and laughing. His green eyes sparkled, and he was waving his hands around in grand gestures, like he was telling a story just with his hands. I laughed and walked a little quicker to get to my friend.
"Cory, baby!" I drawled.
He turned and ran to me, grabbing me in a tight bear hug. "Anna, baby!" He bubbled back. It was sort of our thing.
"You would not believe what has been happening to me. All these weird monster things keep jumping out at me! One jumped out at me and I accidentally roundhouse kicked him across my yard." I pulled back and gave him a sheepish grin, blushing.
"Damn Anna. You are one badass blonde!"
"Laugh all you want. I just hope he didn't wreck my shoes!" I lifted my leg and patted my shoe affectionately.
"I am definitely getting you a drink, girl. You need one." Cory stepped around a bunch of drunken kids, then disappeared into the barn.
I checked the time on my phone and rubbed my arms. I was actually kind of cold. I looked around for the bonfire when a large metal instrument smacked me in the back of the head, making everything go black.
When I woke up, I was lying in a room filled with mirrors. Even the floor was a mirror. My head was throbbing and my arms and legs were sore. I cracked my knuckles and sat up. My feet were aching horribly so I slipped off my shoes. I stretched out, grabbing my toes and moaning.
I looked at the wall, inspecting my makeup. My lipstick was a little smeared but the rest seemed intact.
I cracked a few more joints and realized how odd it was that I was in this small room filled with mirrors. If I sat right, I could touch each side of the room.
I heard murmurs trickle their way into my little box. I gazed around, trying to figure out what was happening.
"Is anyone there?" I yelled loudly. The quiet whispers dissipated quickly.
I sighed and gathered myself on one side of the box. I slipped my shoes back on, then I pulled my leg bag, pushing all my energy into it, and releasing it in one huge kick.
The mirror shattered, exposing a classroom filled with monsters. The walls were stone, and the window exposed a large green lake. I recognized some of the monsters from when they tried to scare me. I glanced from one person to the next, exhaling slowly. They all stared at me, waiting for me to do something.
"Anyone wanna give me a ride home?" I questioned, looking around for a response.
"What are you?" A zombie girl said, astonished.
I gave her a deadly smile. "I'm Anna, the blonde badass. Now about that ride…"