Okay, so you might have realized that I haven't really posted any new fanfics recently. Well, I have, but those ones were really stupid. So, I am now taking the time to write a more serious and long story. And I decided to put some information on the story here so that you can better understand it. It's also because I'm bad at doing those outside summary things.
Characters: Caine, Drake, Diana, Penny, Panda, Bug, Jack, Brianna, Dekka, etc.
OCs: Isabella (14) and Bridget (13)
Pairings: Caine/Diana, slight Caine/OC, and Drake/OC.
Setting: Coates Academy pre-FAYZ, then later following the storyline of Caine and Co.
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"Honey, it's probably just temporary." My father said over dinner. It was just my parents and I, and soon, it would just be them. It hurt a lot to think that they were sending me away, especially after all the things I'd heard about Coates Academy. Then again, the things that happened there were exactly why I was going.
"Sweetie, I know you don't want to leave your friends, but it's for your sister. She needs you there with her to get through this." My father nodded in agreement, but I just glared at my plate and stabbed a piece of broccoli.
"I don't want to go to some stupid school for freaks halfway across the country!" I snarled, glaring at them. My mother glared right back.
"It is most certainly not a school for freaks," she spat. "It is for privileged young people who need to learn how to be successful in life." I rolled my eyes and shoved my chair back. Before either of my parents could yell at me, I ran up the stairs and down the hall to my room before slamming it closed as hard as I could. Then I plugged my iPod up to my speakers and blasted the most angst-filled music I could find, feeling angry but satisfied as everything in my room seemed to vibrate. A few hours later, my mother knocked on my door and let herself in carrying a laundry basket full of clean clothes. "Start packing." She said curtly and left me alone. I felt tears forming in my eyes as I shoved some clothes haphazardly into the suitcase, along with a few other belongings. Coates had a uniform, so I wouldn't need much.
At that moment, I was angry at everyone. I was angry at Isabella for being so screwed up and introducing the concept of getting rid of problem children to my parents. I hated a boy named Drake for hanging out with Isabella and only helping her to rebel and make the therapist's life hell. I resented the therapist for sending a letter home to my parents about how Isabella wasn't hanging out with good people. And I despised my parents for deciding the perfect solution would be to send me, their only other child, a thousand miles away to a school for rich sociopaths. But there was nothing I could do about it.
The next Monday, bright and early, my father took me to the airport where I boarded a flight to California. I slept, glared, and sulked for the next several hours until the plane touched down again. When I got off, someone from the school was there to drive me the rest of the way down a highway and along a country road. I saw the Pacific Ocean glittering in the distance behind a few buildings. "That's Perdido Beach," said the driver as he drove. "It's a pretty small town. You probably won't see much of the kids from there." I nodded silently, and when we pulled up, I grabbed my suitcase and started up the steps of the main building.
Just then, the doors swung open, and a few people walked outside. They were talking and smiling but did so in a more sinister, mischievous way. I saw Isabella right away. Then I noticed a sandy haired boy with a shark-like smile, a pretty Asian girl who looked to be about my age, and a gorgeous girl who looked incredibly bored with everything. They walked straight towards me, and Isabella introduced me with a wave. "This is my sister Bridget, everyone. Now everyone introduce yourself to Bridget."
"I'm Penny," The Asian girl said with a slight smile.
"Diana," said the beautiful girl indifferently, but she shook my hand anyway, holding it for a little longer than necessary.
"Drake," the blonde boy said with a twisted grin that scared me, but I felt a surge of resistant anger. He was the one who influenced my sister. He was the reason I was sent here.
"Caine Soren," said another boy I hadn't noticed before, but once I saw him, I couldn't believe I hadn't seen him. He had dark hair and dark eyes with a cold glint that was almost as scary as Drake's grin, but Caine's was paired with a charismatic, easygoing smile that made him seem less threatening. Still, he carried himself with a certain air of power and regality that was mysterious and charming. I had to fight a blush creeping up my neck. Caine shook my hand and smiled at me. As I pulled away, I caught a glimpse of Penny and Diana watching me, Penny with more jealousy and anger, Diana with somewhat detached interest.
"Well, a warm welcome to Coates, the school of hell," Diana said sarcastically. Drake put his arm around Isabella's waist, and she smiled at him. I felt myself get even angrier. I was sent to this place just for Isabella's screwed up boyfriend?
"Drake, Isabella, if you could please go somewhere private to kiss, I think we would all be grateful."
"I second Fearless Leader's motion," Diana added, looking finally interested in something. "Seeing Drake alone is scary enough, but with a girlfriend? I think we should spare the new girl the nightmares." That something she was interested in seemed to be annoying Drake. His eyes narrowed and he gave her the finger.
"F**k you, Ladris," Drake said, and leaned in to kiss Isabella.
"!" called an angry voice from the lobby. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT PUBLIC DIPLAYS OF AFFECTION!" we turned to see a small flustered man who must have been the school therapist yelling to Drake about a month's worth of detention.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Johnson," Drake called back at the top of his lungs, "But if girls were allowed in the boys' dorms and vice versa, I wouldn't NEED to display it in public!" The therapist went from red to a unique shade of purplish-blue before he finally gave up and stormed back into his office. Drake turned back to us and grinned.
We all headed into the school building, and Penny showed me the way to the dorm I'd be sharing with Isabella and her. "Hurry, before someone else does something crazy," Penny said, and we left Caine, Diana, Drake, and Isabella laughing behind us.