A Wonderful Wonderland Indeed

Alexii POV:

I sat down in a lotus like position in front of the dual-headstone marking my dead family members. I had visited the graves everyday after they died. The pain was still fresh in my heart as I began to openly sob to my dead mother and brother.

" Hey m-mom...*sob* hey Ricky...I just wanted t-to stop by a-and *sob* visit y-you... I miss you..*sob* the kids at school call me "Emo bitch"...r-real original, r-right mom? Ricky...hah...I miss you so much i-it hurts...you were so annoying, but...I really miss you...okay? Happy birthday kiddo...*sob* I gotta g-get to school...I'll bring you some flowers when I come by after school, 'kay? I love you..."

And with that I stood and pressed a kiss to both of the cold hard headstones, wiped my tears away from my ghostly pale skin and made my way to school.

I arrived to school rather quickly, and got the usual stares of everyone lounging out front in the mid-April air. They all stiffened and pointed at me like I was some freak who living among them. For all they knew I was a serial killer, but it didn't matter to me. I dragged my body through the hallways, sniffling quietly to myself as the last remnants of my tears faded away into silence.

"Oh Emo Biiiiiitch?"

I sighed and buried my head deeper in my bland locker,

Brielle "Hearts" McCullough was the ultimate queen bee of Middle-way Public High. She was the head cheerleader, dating the quarterback (and the rest of the team if I might add), prom queen and overall self-absorbed bitch. She lived to make my life hell for her own amusement, and her cronies only added gasoline tot he hate-filled bonfire.

As I rifled through my things, waiting for my enemy to just leave me alone. I was wrong. I suddenly felt two arms hook around my shoulders and drag me across the hall and into some lockers. Brielle strutted up to me and gripped up my cheeks painfully. I glared daggers at her as she spoke.

"Why don't you bow to your queen? Filthy peasant."

And with a quick flick of her wrists her followers released me. She quickly grabbed my collar with one hand and drew back the other in a punching pose. I was in no mood to take her abuse so I did something stupid. I head butted her. Right in her perfect little barbie-doll nose. I relished the beautiful crunch her broken bones made as my forehead made contact with her. The best part by far though, was the blood curdling scream that launched itsself from Brielle's throat. But thats when the not-so-great part started...