I wrote this a while back, then I read it over and I didn't like it. It was a mess so I edit it. I hope it's better and you guys enjoy it. And review please!
Despite that she was a foster kid, Nikita was pretty badass and open-minded. A smart, beautiful seventeen year old teenager who also didn't take crap from anybody. She never got to know her mother because she passed away giving birth to her, her dad, she also didn't know. She's been from one foster home to another, been physically abused, suffered a lot, but still, she had a compassionate heart and that's what made her who she is.
In a small town in Georgia, Atlanta, she lived with her foster parents Gary and Caroline whom she hates a lot.
She wasn't a regular kid never was. She survived on her own for so long and from times to times she was tired she wanted to say enough is enough but couldn't. She had no friends unless you count her diary.
Today for some reason felt different. It felt great it was her sophomore year and she was ready to just be her not that she knew the real her. She got up and got ready for school. She didn't bother eating breakfast she just took her bag and binder and stormed out the house without any good-morning or goodbye to her foster parents.
Michael Rivera, he was the most charming, handsome and brightest kid in his school. Every girl wanted him but he wasn't all that naughty. He felt like he was different and needed a perfect match. He had a wealthy family. He was starting sophomore today and was running late for school. He quickly went to his locker and got rid of anything he didn't want and ran down the hall way to his first English class.
"Excuse me, you're in my seat." Michael said to this girl who seemed new to him but damn she was hot.
"Does it say your name on it?" nikita asked.
"No, but I always seat in the back of this class." Michael replied.
"Well too bad you're gonna have to get a new seat from now on." nikita told him.
"Whoa chick just take another seat anywhere in the class." Michael said.
"Well you can do that too…" nikita said taking her notebook out.
"KNOCK IT OFF YOU TWO!" Mr. Fitz shouted. "Good-morning class sorry we had to begin this way. Did you all have a great summer?" Mr. Fitz asked.
"Yes!" the class shouted but nikita murmured a "No." and Michael turned around and flashed a sad look.
"Okay great today we're going to start a new beginning. I want all of you to enjoy this school year." the teacher said.
"Straight down to business, hunh?" Michael said and everyone laughed.
The time went pretty fast and before they knew it class was over and the bell ring signaling the end of the first period "Okay class your homework tonight is to find a book you're interested in and bring it to class on Wednesday until then have a great rest of the day, stay out of trouble!" Mr. Fitz said and dismissed the class.
"Hey nikita," the teacher stopped her "it's nice to have you in class." Mr. Fitz smiled.
"Thank you." nikita smiled back.
Next period, she he found herself enjoying Geometry class she was pretty damn good at it. But the strangest thing was that she had most of her classes with Michael. Maybe that's a sign.
After school nikita dropped her books at her locker and made her way to her relaxing spot. At the beach where she could just enjoy herself, listen to the birds, watch the waves and get some fresh air.
She got to the beach around three o'clock. She did her homework and wrote in her diary as usual.
Dear diary,
Today wasn't so bad. I think I enjoyed math and English. I had a little interaction with a cute boy hopefully he's a good one.
She stayed at the beach, watched the waves, relaxed to the sound of the birds and the warm air. It was about six when she decided to head home. The house of hell as she likes to call it.
"You're late!" Gary yelled right when she walked in the door.
"I don't care Gary!" nikita raised her voice.
"This is my house, and it has rules. Your butt has to be here right after school." Gary said.
"Does it look like I care?" nikita asked in a sarcastic tone.
"Oh you don't" Gary frowned, raising his hand smack the attitude out of her.
"Don't you fucking try to touch me; you stupid asshole, and if you think hitting me is going to make me listen to you, bitch think again." nikita said angrily, and ran up to her room. She took a warm shower and tried to sleep but she couldn't. Her mind kept wondering back to this kid she met in English and in most of her classes. She sighed and closed her eyes, forcing herself to get some sleep.
The next day, she did as she always does. Write in her diary, get dressed and ran to school. That was her way to get exercised and she enjoyed running. She got to school faster than she thought at the speed she was running she tried to stop but couldn't until she bumped into somebody.
"Oh shit!" she heard an almost familiar voice said.
"Oh, my god I'm so sorry?" she said not making eyes contact until she saw the person soaking wet with hot coffee that probably burned.
"Jesus, you again?" Michael asked taking off his blazer.
"I'm soo sorry, I didn't mean to do that." nikita apologized.
"It's okay, but next time watch where you're going." Michael said and gave her one last look before he disappeared.
In math class Michael just could resist staring at nikita in the back of the class. She was just so focused and at the same time so beautiful.
"Rivera, eyes on the paper quit staring" Mrs. Montgomery called from her desk.
"Hey birkoff you know what this girl's name is?" Michael asked his friend since six grades.
"No idea but damn she's hot!" birkoff replied
Nikita heard and she blushed just a little but didn't stop working on her mathematic class work.
"Birkoff give me your paper!" Michael said to his friend.
"What?" birkoff asked, Michael never asked to copy anyone's paper, he was great at every subject in fact he was a straight A student.
"Just copy your answers on mine." Michael said distractedly, giving him the paper without taking his eyes off nikita. Something about her was different from the other girls in this school. She was just so mysterious and he found himself drowned into her.
Nikita felt his stare for a long time. She was starting to get bored, so she raised her head just a bit "What are you looking at?" she asked.
"Me?" Michael said pointing at his chest.
"Yes you. You want a picture or something?" nikita asked.
"Oh you, you're crazy but can't deny, I'd love to." Michael replied.
"Are you flirting with me?" nikita asked with a grin.
"Call it whatever you want…" Michael whispered.
She just shook her head "God he's such a tease!"she thought to herself and just like that, the bell ring and the school day ended.
She went to her usual spot. She didn't care what Gary or anyone said. She just wanted a moment to herself and the only place was at the beach and she could care less if she stayed there for hours. She was lost in thought with her eyes closed when suddenly a voice; a familiar one came.
"Hey you!" the voice said.
She opened her eyes and looked up to see who it was "Are you following me?" she asked seeing clearly who it was.
"No I come here every day, that's my relaxing spot you just seem to be everywhere that I am at the same time." Michael said taking a sit next to her on the sand.
Nikita just rolled her eyes gathered her books then got off the sand.
"Hey you're leaving?" Michael stopped her.
"Yes I'm late." nikita answered.
"I don't think we've properly met, last time I saw you; you took my seat in English and in most of my classes and today you spilled coffee all over me. The least you can do is telling me your name" he smirked.
"Anyways I'm Michael… Michael Rivera." he said looking at her.
"Nice name are you Spanish or something?" nikita asked suddenly interested in knowing more about him.
"Yes kinda. I was born in Louisiana Baton Rouge but I'm half Spanish and a bit of Portuguese." Michael replied.
"Interesting…" nikita nodded.
"Come on stay a little and watch the sunset. I'll walk you home if you want. I really need someone to talk to. Please" Michael begged.
Nikita looked at her watch, she wasn't going to leave until six and she had more time in front of her "Fine just a few more minutes." she agreed and sat back down next to him on the sand.
"Thank you…" he said.
"Don't flatter yourself." she replied.
He smirked "You never told me your name." Michael pointed out.
"Yeah right… I'm… um nikita… nikita mears" she finished.
"Beautiful," Michael said with a smile. "Where are you from?"
"As far as I know I'm Vietnamese, Irish Polish." nikita answered.
"Hmmm, V.I.P"
"What?" nikita asked confused…
"Yeah you said Vietnamese Irish polish if you initial them it's V.I.P"
"Hah, cool I never thought of that, its clever." nikita complemented.
"You have any siblings?" she asked.
"Yes I do, an annoying sister. She goes to the same school I just don't hang out with her. Her name is Alexandra Rivera; we call her alex for short. I don't know if you know her though." Michael said.
"Yea I know her. She's my lab partner. You have a beautiful sister but how is she annoying?" nikita asked.
"Well let's see. I see her every day that's 24/7, I live with her and she's my sister." Michael said.
"Um I wouldn't know that, thanks for sharing" nikita said with a smile.
"Do you have any siblings?" Michael asked.
"No, I'm the only child. I'd rather not talk about this subject… if… if you don't mind…" nikita answered.
"Sure, I don't want it to get awkward between us." Michael said.
"Thank you for your understanding."
They were silent for couple minutes and cold wind made nikita shiver "so why do you come here?" she asked him breaking the silence.
"I think it's beautiful around here, just watching the stars or the full moon, the beach all of it just seems so relaxing. I let my anger go when I feel angry or lonely anything. It's kind of special ground for me." Michael answered. "But I'm guessing you come here for the same reasons. You don't just come here you must have something special here I just don't know what it is…"
"Are you psychic or something?" nikita chuckled.
"Why do you say that?" Michael asked.
"We just seem to have something in common I don't know or it seems like you read minds." Nikita answered.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Michael asked.
Nikita smiled "I don't know but we should really get going I'm like five hours late." nikita said getting up and taking off the sands off her pants.
"Yeah we should. Can I walk you home?" he asked getting up himself and did the same as nikita.
"You don't even know where I live!" nikita smirked.
"You can tell me?" Michael grinned childishly.
She chuckled "Come on let's go Michael," nikita said and took his hands and she felt an electric shock ran through her and he too felt it.
They ran together and made a short cut. "Hey you live right next door to me!" Michael said excitedly.
"Really, well isn't this great. My unknown neighbor appears to be my classmate." nikita said, probably first boyfriend. She thought.
He chuckled "Well let me walk you to your front porch." Michael said.
"No!" nikita refused "I'll go by my window. I don't want to face my parents; I'm five hours late remembered?"
"You're a bad girl!" Michael teased.
"Look tomorrow is Friday, instead of going to the beach again, let's go grab lunch or something" he offered, unsure what her answer would be.
"Are you asking me on a date?" nikita half smirked.
"I don't know. Is it that obvious?" he asked shyly.
"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint," she begin "but, I don't date." She said
"It doesn't have to be if you don't want it to be?" Michael gave her the puppy eyes, she nearly fainted.
"Okay fine… I'll see you at school tomorrow, don't be late!" nikita said.
"Oh trust me I won't." Michael laughed.
She laughed a little then climbed up her window "Goodnight Michael" she said with a smile on her face.
"Goodnight nikita. Sleep well." Michael replied returning the same smile.
She watched him jump her gate and climbed up his window and took off his shirt changed into a pajama and climbed up in bed. She smiled and just wondered if that was really happening. She just smiled like truly smile. She put her bag on the floor and took a snack from her drawer and took off her clothes changed into more comfortable lingerie. She took out her diary and started scribbling in her diary while she ate her snack.
Dear diary,
Today was a good day. I had a great time with Michael and he seems very interesting and fun did I mention the handsome and cute part. Wait did I just wrote that well yes I did. I think I might actually like him. Wait did I just wrote that again. Well I'm definitely getting over the top.
She smiled and closed the diary putting it back in her bag. She took one last look at the window next door and tuned off her lights, off to bed. Tomorrow was a new beginning she told herself before she fell asleep thinking about Michael and his smile.
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