She lugged her backpack over her shoulder and looked once more at the house she grew up in. Her bright hazel eyes that were always filled with happiness finally let out a small single tear as she shut her eyes tightly. She took a deep breath and pulled herself together and finally opened her eyes and looked around to make sure that no one else was watching her. She always hated this part, the part that made her feel like a freak among those around her. The part that made her feel like the definition of shady.
Once she saw that the coast was clear, she held onto her sun and moon necklace (AN: if you've ever seen the movie twitches on Disney Channel, it's the necklace that the mom wears that has a crescent moon attached to a sun).
"Portalus" she whispered in the quietest tone ever. She never understood how it worked. All she knew was that she used to use it to visit her father when she was younger before he became too busy for the visits and barely embodied the duties a father has to a his only daughter. She hadn't used the word in a long time and it seemed so foreign to her because of it. She waited for something to happen and looked down at her necklace, the only thing she had that reminded her of the once complete family she had before the divorce. The necklace that her parents gave her together on the day of her birth. She held onto it tighter and soon she opened her eyes to a big blue portal that was swirling out of control. She gave a sigh of fear and took the first step into the portal taking one last look at the beautiful Earth that been her safe haven for the past 17 years. She turned around and put her second foot into the portal and before she could even object and run back inside her safe haven, the portal sealed the blonde and the Earth Disappeared into darkness.
She landed on her ass in front of a huge school that resembled a fountain. It was massive with waterfalls throughout and the Red exterior made it look honorable and a force to be reckoned with. It stood tall and proud with students running around, some playing football and some reading in the grass and some just publically displaying affection to their significant other which made the blonde nauseous.
"Red Fountain School for Heroics and Bravery," she read the sign out to herself while grunting. "What could they possibly need heroes for? This isn't a comic book. I can't believe this is what my dad left me for. Useless." She started to walk to the main office after asking a random person for directions. She walked in and saw a lady in a white and green dress with short brunette hair and green glasses. Let's just say the facial expression on her face told the blonde that she was not having a great day.
"Hi, today's my first day and I was wondering where I could pick up my schedule," the blonde asked as nicely as she could even though she wanted to be anywhere but here.
"You were supposed to print it out from Magixboard online, this is very unprepared of you Miss…" the lady said in an aggravated tone. The Blonde lifted her eyebrow and was thinking that this lady was such an asshole.
"Stella, my name is Stella Maxwell," the blonde responded in frustration knowing this was a terrible idea to transfer here. The lady's expression changed completely at the mention of Stella's last name.
"Oh so you're thee Stella Maxwell. I'm Professor Griselda and your father is awaiting your arrival in his office. I'll print out your schedule right now, but please be more prepared in the future," she said as she led Stella to two large mahogany doors that seemed like they should belong in front of a castle. Griselda knocked on the door and the doors opened instantly. "Headmaster Maxwell, your daughter is here."
"Stella Bella! Come in sweetheart!" Her heart skipped a beat after having heard her father's voice after five years. She walked into her father's massive office that looked like it was designed for royalty. Ancient looking books covered every inch of the office except for one wall filled with pictures of Stella when she was a baby. Stella let out a small grunt as she saw them. He had missed almost every important moment in her life and yet he had this stupid wall that made him seem like the world's best dad. 'As if' said stella to herself. She looked at the man in front of her. He was tall with blonde hair and hazel eyes just like her. He was well built and muscular and any woman who laid eyes on him could instantly fall in love with him and there was no doubt about it that he was probably even more handsome when he was younger. However, the age had done him good because he still was as handsome as ever.
"Stella Bella, wow look at you. You're stunning and the spitting image of your mother! My have you grown up to be a lovely young lady. Welcome to Red Fountain sweetheart. I think you'll love it here and you're definitely going to have a great time. Maybe we can get dinner tonight and watch a movi-"
"Save it dad. The only reason I'm even here in Magix is because Mom's dead and unfortunately you're the only family I have left. So please just leave me alone and continue to be headmaster to all these students that you treat more like your children every day than you ever have treated me. Let's just act like we have the same last name, but aren't family because if you ask me you're not even my father" she said instantly wanting to take it back when she saw the shock factor on her dad's face. She was about to apologize, but then she remembered that this man hadn't seen her since she was twelve and a father that could stand to be away from his daughter for five years and not have any form of contact with her was not the type of father she wanted.
Her father's eyes were full of concern and hurt, but he slowly stepped closer to her looking as if he was about to pull her into a hug. Stella fought back her tears and ran as fast as she could and slammed the heavy mahogany door behind her. She ran faster and could barely see through the tears in her eyes and suddenly came to the first door in the next hallway and read the words 'Janitor closet'. She wiped away her tears and tried to control her sobbing. All she wanted was to be alone. Her eyes widened as she opened the door.
"Oh my god…" Stella said louder than she expected as she saw a gorgeous man with the most perfect brunette hair and deep chocolate eyes. He was shirtless and the light streaming through the wide open door brought out his perfectly chiseled muscles and six pack. He was intensely making out with a black haired girl who had a decent body that Stella could see since she was only in her bra and underwear. The brunette boy had her pushed against the shelves that held extra supplies for the school and her legs were straddled around his waist as he supported her up by holding her ass.
"Hey sunshine, could you please close the door? We're a little busy in here." The Brunette said while snapping his fingers in front of Stella's face since she seemed in a daze. He seemed to be out of breath from almost having sex with this girl, but he quickly seemed to have a thought as his lips turned into a smirk, "unless you'd like to join that is," he said with a wink.
Stella quickly snapped out of her trance and scowled, "ew you're such a pervert. I rather shoot myself."
Before he could even respond to Stella's sassiness, the girl he was with interrupted, "Bitch shut up and close the door." Stella really wanted to give this girl a piece of her mind for calling her a bitch. But she had already gone back to sucking face with the brunette. Stella closed the door and walked away.
"Ugh I totally want to punch that girl in the face. Like please who are you calling a bitch? I hate this place already." She continued to walk trying to find her first class. Shit. The second bell had just rung and that meant that she was late. After five more minutes of searching through the empty halls of this huge school she finally found the room that she was looking for. She opened the door and walked in and her mood just went more downhill as she saw who was standing in front of the classroom.
'Ugh it had to be my dad's class. He definitely did this on purpose.' She thought to herself.
"Hi Sweetheart. Glad you found the place okay." Her dad said smiling at her, but his eyes seemed to be begging her to forgive him for all the pain he had caused him. All Stella did was cross her arms and roll her eyes. "let me introduce you to the class. Everyone this is-" But before he could continue and before anyone even stopped talking to notice her, her dad spoke again, "Nice of you to finally join us Mr. McCullen. This better be the last time you're late this semester or else I see more detentions in your future," said an aggravated Headmaster Maxwell.
Stella had never seen her father so annoyed, not even when she broke his favorite priceless model car when she was ten. She slowly turned around to see who had entered the room behind her and noticed the brunette from the supply closet and it seemed like he had finally found his shirt. She had to admit that he was pretty sexy and the after sex messy hair had him looking even more god like. But she wished she could wipe that "I'm so cool" smirk off his face because it just disgusted her to see that he had such an ego.
"Yes sir. I just got a little caught up," the brunette said as he ran his fingers through his already tussled hair. All the girls seemed to drool over him as he spoke and Stella could see some of them fixing their shirts to expose a little more skin. She rolled her eyes and finally saw why he had such a big ego since he had all these girls falling over him.
"Just don't let it happen again, Brandon. Please take a seat," Headmaster Maxwell commanded. Brandon brushed past Stella and took one of the only two seats left all the way in the back of the class. "Like I was saying before before I was rudely interrupted by Brandon." Brandon smirked at the statement. "I'd like you all to welcome my daughter, Stella Maxwell. She will be joining our class and I hope you all make her feel welcome. Baby, you can go take the open seat in the back."
"It's Stella just Stella, Headmaster," Stella said to her dad coldly. She heard a bunch of oo's coming from the rest of the class. She walked in the back of the class and took the only open seat next to Brandon, a magenta haired boy and a blue hair girl.
The door suddenly opened and Griselda walked in looking just as bitchy as before. "Headmaster, may I have a word with you about a student?"
"Of course, Ms. Griselda. Class I will be back in just a moment. Please don't get to loud," headmaster Maxwell said as he left the room.
"Stella Maxwell, is it?" Brandon asked leaning over his desk to get a little closer to her.
Stella really wasn't in the mood for this pervert to be speaking to her so she snapped, "Nooooooo. He just introduced me as Stella Maxwell cause he forgot my name and felt like," she said rolling her eyes.
"Oo feisty I like it. Looks like we have practical royalty in our presence," he laughed referring to her being practical royalty of the school since her father was the headmaster. "Well Princess, if you ever need a tour of the janitor's closet please let me know," Brandon said with a wink.
"oh definitely how about I fit you into my calendar for hmm let's see… NEVER!" Stella said pretending to look through her phone calendar.
"Brandon leave the poor girl alone. Although I see why you're taking a sudden interest to her. She's got a pretty face and not to mention a killer bod. Just look at that stomach and that ass has got your name written all over it," a boy named Riven laughed while High fiving Brandon. Stella couldn't help but feel Brandon's eyes all over her. She was wearing a gray muscle tee that showed her toned midriff and her pink lace bra from the side arms and tight white skinny jeans that were rolled at the ankles that complimented her body to perfections. The jeans hugged her body in all the right parts and made her ass look like something from heaven. Her outfit was tied together with a brown belt, brown gladiator sandals, her rose gold watch and of course the one thing she always wore- her sun and moon necklace. She couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, as he looked her up and down. She tried looking away, but kept seeing him check her out from the corner of her eyes.
"Riven are you seriously checking out another girl in front of me. Guys just leave the poor girl alone its her first day," said the blue haired girl who came to Stella's rescue. "Hi, I'm Musa. Welcome to Red Fountain and please ignore my pig of a boyfriend and his even more pig of a best friend. They're morons."
This made Stella laugh. She shook the hand Musa had outstretched, "Stella, nice to meet you and it seems like you're lucky to have these two as your friends."
"Oh she's extremely lucky, Princess. Almost as lucky as you are to have just met me," Brandon said as he smiled his pearly whites at her. None of them had heard the headmaster return.
"Oh I think we're all super lucky to have you in our lives. Now, Mr. McCullen, if you'd please stop flirting with my daughter and turn to face the board again, I'd love to start the lesson."
"Yessir," Brandon responded with a grin while still looking only solely at Stella. Stella was facing her father and could see Brandon finally turning to the board from her peripheral vision. Her father would not take his eyes off her and it seems as if he was trying to tell her to be careful. Stella felt a shiver go down her spine. She shook her head and opened her notebook to the first blank page.
She could tell that this was going to be an interesting year.
AN: Hi everyone! So this is my first fanfic and I'm really not the best writer especially when it comes to grammar and stuff. So if you want to continue reading this story, then please bear with me! This story just kind of came to me and I wanted to see where I could take it! I hope you guys like it and please review! If you have any suggestions please state them in the review and I will take them into consideration! Have an amazing day!
- Alli