Chapter 1

North High School is an all-bad school that holds some of the worst cases of delinquents in the world. It is one of the few last resorts for young rouges to get an education and maybe change their way of thinking. These types of schools have specific uniforms in black and white. The black uniform with white stripes are average troublemakers, they´ve been expelled, sent to juvenile prison for vandalism, breaking and entering, theft or other small things; they are called RA class for Reckless Adolescent. The white uniform with black stripes are the most dangerous teens in the world, only a few individuals per school possess this uniform; they are called DA class for Dangerous Adolescent. (The uniforms look like Vampire Knight´s) Everyone in the world can recognize these uniforms.

Blossom Fosse is an intelligent 16-year-old girl with a perfect height of 5´9. She´s from Australia and still has her accent but it´s not as heavy as when she first came to the school. Her hair is dark red that flows in a wave a little pass her hips and it´s almost always tied in a high ponytail with a white ribbon. She has almond eyes that sent shivers down your back as you stared at her icy glare. They were an unusual pink colour and sparkled even in the dark. Blossom´s lips were a natural bright red, plump and soft. She had cheekbones that looked stunning. Her skin is tan and smooth, no imperfections were found on her body. She is classified as a DA class student, wearing her uniform proudly and walking around the school with her head held high. Her white knee high socks looked well with her black heels with ankle straps, it grew Blossom´s height by three inches.

Buttercup June is a strong 16-year-old teen who passed Blossom´s height by just an inch. She´s Italian and also still has her accent, she knew very little English when she came and had to take an extra class, but not anymore. Her hair is pitch black, short and shaggy. Her gaze is intimidating and it looked as if you were looking at a green galaxy. Her full, smooth pink lips were a perfect shade for her olive skin. There's a scar that runs pass her eyebrow, leaving no hair to grow in that area and there was also another scar that started at the tip of her pointer finger and ended at her elbow. She is also a DA class student, she wore black knee high socks with black high tops. She had that laid-back attitude with a mix of don´t-mess-with-me; you could already guess what she´s done to get into this school.

Bubbles Dayel is the same age but one of the shortest out of the little group, 5´6 and she´s from California. She had hair that curled it´s way down to her breasts, held in pigtails and tied with black ribbons. Her eyes was as blue as the sky, you would get lost if you stared for a second to long. She had pink lips that teased boys and girls, luring them to her, but they knew better. When she smiled, dimples were revealed. Her tan skin made her look like a typical Cali girl and she was flawless. She wore white socks that went just above her knee and black platform heels that made her taller by four inches. The way she carried herself was cute, innocent and pure, you wouldn´t think she was in the DA class or even a student from this type of school.

Bunny Mai had a height of 5´9. She´s Vietnamese and she already spoke fluent English when she came to the school. She had straight brown hair that was down to her mid back, she sometimes put it in a ponytail but often kept it out, so whenever the wind blew, her hair would dance with it. Her eyes were something people would always look twice at, for they would mistake it for brown eyes at first glance but soon realize they are a deep purple. She had nude coloured lips that complimented against her light tan, pure skin. Her white socks stopped at the bottom of her knees, she wore black heel boots that made her legs look so much longer and nicer.

Brookelle Strice is 5´8. She´s Norwegian, which explains her white hair that drifts down to her lower back but was still noticeably shorter than Blossom´s. Bunny almost always does Brookelle´s hair into different styles, occasionally just letting her hair fall every now and again. Her eyes are feared but mesmerizing, because of the white opaque colour, people mistaken her for a helpless blind girl, unfortunately it's true. The girl has pink lips that stood out from her pale white skin. She wore black socks that are raised above her knee and black vans. Brookelle carries around a black cane and there are almost always pure black shades over her eyes. She's a cute, shy girl, but she's very intimidating.

The difference between Bubbles and Brookelle's cuteness is that Bubbles is sexy cute and Brookelle is shy cute. Buttercup's and Brookelle's intimidating skills are also different, Buttercup threatens with a punch while Brookelle had a way with words. Brookelle, like Buttercup, also has scars, though; these scars aren't as noticeable on her skin and are hidden by her clothes. Blossom's and Bunny's beauty were different in the way they carried themselves, Blossom had the natural beauty and cared more about books than her looks, while Bunny had confidence and looked good in just about anything.

These five girls met at North High School, Blossom, Bubble and Buttercup met at year 9 and Bunny and Brookelle arrived later that same year. They became friends instantly, having many things in common, not just their class. It´s the beginning of year 11 and there were rumors of seven new students that transferred into this school. Normally, the DA class wouldn´t think much of it, but because three of the new students were specially categorized as a DA class student, it catches their attention. There were only twenty people, now twenty-three, in the DA class and fifty in the RA class.

Buttercup.

No one really sat in their seat, we were scattered around the large classroom that we shared with the RA class. It was mostly silent, but there was some chatter. Blossom stood at the back, leaning against the wall with a book in her hand, the book was different everyday, but she almost always had one in her hand. I sat on one of the long wooden couch-like seats, peeling an orange while zoning out to whatever Bubbles was talking about, she sat on the table, facing me. The door opens and in comes Bunny with Brookelle holding onto her arm, walking slightly behind her with her cane in hand, shortened, so she doesn´t jab anyone with it, like she's accidentally done a couple times. Bunny leads her up each step until they finally reached the back of the room. She is seated near me and Bunny sits in between Brookelle and I. In total, year 11 had 17 people; five DA class students and the rest were RA.

The teacher eventually showed up to the classroom, "class has started. All of you need to take a seat." Some of the students leisurely made their way there and the rest stayed where they were. The teacher, didn´t want to start a fight so early in the morning so he didn't try to make an effort to get people seated. "Before we begin, you should and probably already know the Adolescents' Criminal Justice will send people to come to the school for a couple of months to see if we're doing alright, especially after the incident in South High School."

The door to the classroom opens right when the teacher finished speaking, three DA class students enter, they were all new faces.

"Everyone, these are the new DA class students." The teacher announced. "Introduce yourselves," the teacher told the three boys. Everyone looked up, even Blossom looked up from her book.

"Blake," he muttered, he had dark brown hair that was messy and in an emo style. I thought his eyes were brown at first, but they seem to be a wine purple, just like Bunny's, but darker.

"No hats," the teacher told Blake.

"This isn't a hat," The boy retorted.

The teacher rolled his eyes, "no beanies." He grunted and took off his grey beanie, ruffling through his hair with his fingers.

"Butch," the midnight black haired boy presented, his hair was gelled up into a front Mohawk. His eyes were green and it was as if you were looking into a forest. He was the tallest of the few, maybe 6´3 and the others an inch or two below that.

"Boomer," said the blond, beach looking boy. He had that salt-water hair, it looked like he just came out of the ocean, but he was dry. His eyes were even an ocean blue colour.

All of these boys stared with eyes that have seen the worst, but I doubt they´ve seen it all. "Alright, you may take a seat." All of them sat directly below me, as there is always a distance between DA and RA class students. They thought lowly of us, yet they treat us like royalty. It doesn't make sense.

I reached into my bag for food and found an apple. I take bite out of it and someone turns around to look at me. I make eye contact with green eyes, Butch, I'm pretty sure that was his name. I stare at him and I could tell what he was asking for. I know that hungry look all too well. I dug into my bag and tossed him my other apple. "Hey, every time I ask for food, you never give me any," Bubbles whines, quietly.

I shrug, "yeah, that´s because you´re annoying." She pouts, it´s hard to believe she´s a DA. I pull out a banana out of my bag, which was the wrong fruit to give her. She gives me a peck on the cheek, as a signature way for her to say thank you.

A few moments later, I look to see Bubbles sexually harassing the banana with her tongue, trying and successfully getting a couple of boys´ attention and even the teacher's, because he stops in the middle of his lecture. "Bubbles Dayel," the teacher announces loudly.

"Yes, Mr. Teacher?" She says in a fake baby voice, somehow seductively, yet innocently and cute. No one bothers to learn any of the teachers' names because it's not like they'll stay longer than a couple of months. Everyone turned to look at her.

"Stop playing with the boys, you´re interrupting the class." She giggled and it made all the boys and some of the girls blush. The teacher cleared his throat and continued with whatever. There´s something about Bubbles that everyone loves, she´s like a siren but she doesn´t even need to sing.

The teacher left and the next teacher entered. It was a substitute and she looked very strict and determined. She writes her name on the board, "My name is Ms. George, your math substitute teacher, and I will have no misbehaved children in my class." She looked at each of us and her eyes landed on me, "put away your food."

"But I´m hungry," I retorted, taking another bite out of my apple.

"Well, you can wait. You only have one more lesson till lunch."

I glared at her, "whatever, bitch."

"Run that by me again and I´ll put your delinquent ass to detention." I rolled my eyes, but she was too far away to see. She doesn't know what detention here is actually like. Her eyes laid on Brookelle. "You," she didn´t answer because she didn´t know she was talking to her. "Don´t ignore me, what´s your name."

"Her name is-" Bunny tried to respond for her.

"Did I ask you? No, I asked her." Wow.

Bunny nudged Brookelle. "Uhm, me?" She squeaked.

"Yes, what´s your name?"

"Brookelle," she said quietly.

"I can't hear you, speak up."

"Brookelle," she repeats, staring off a little louder but then going back to the same volume as before.

"Well, Brookelle, take off your sunglasses." She pronounced her name wrong.

"Uhm, I-"

"Take them off."

"But I-"

"No, buts."

"Listen to her!" I shouted.

"One more from you and you´ll get it," she turned her head back to Brookelle and demanded, "Take them off, now. Are you deaf?"

"No, but I´m blind." That silenced the teacher. Brookelle got up and extended her cane, progressively making her way down the stairs. She stopped half way down, too tired or because she felt like she was taking too long, not that anybody minded. "Miss." Brookelle said, meaning for her to come in front of her. She did so, feeling so guilty, you could see it on her face. Brookelle lifted one of her hands up and felt for a face, she then slapped the teacher, hard, and it whipped Ms. George´s head to the other side. With that she left back to her seat.

"Detention."

Okay, you guys tell me what you think about this and tell me if you think I should just post all of the chapters. It's taken me a year to finish this story and it's 200 pages long. I don't know if you want to go through with it, haha, but I promise it's good. :) I've worked on it and revised and all that stuff. Though, there are some things in there that I feel like I just shouldn't have had, like some of the characters *cough* the boys *cough*. Anyways, I really hope you like it.