Fallen Angel

By: Rogue21493

Summary: He was the school's play boy. She was the loner. Different as night and day. He never really noticed her till making a bet with Aaron. After learning she was nothing more then a bet and a notch in his bed post to him, she falls deeper into her depression. With problems at home and now upset at being nothing to him, she's ready to die. Will she succeed? Or will he save her? ReidOC

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from the movie. I only own Brandy.

A/N: I hope you guys like this! Enjoy!

Just Another Day

School has always been boring. At least that's how she saw it. She being Brandy Elizabeth Crawford. She was slumped over her seat in her last class of the day. The class being History. Boring was what described it.

"Now, the war was..." the teacher droned on.

But Brandy wasn't listening. She was doodling on a scrap piece of paper. To her, art and music were the best things in her life, except for her best friend.

"Miss.Crawford?" the teacher asked.

"Yes, sir?" Brandy asked, glancing up.

"Mind telling me why your not paying attention in class?"

Was it just Brandy or was the whole class looking at her?

"Tired sir." Brandy replied. It was half true anyway. She was tired of the class.

She heard a few snickers, but ignored them.

"Yes, well, try to listen anyway."

"Will do." Brandy rolled her eyes as soon as the teacher turned around. She went back to her doodle.

The bell then rung. The teacher gave them their assignment and they were on their way. Brandy ignored everyone around her. All of them were preps or close enough.

She was the only one who wasn't. She had dark brown hair, turning black like her mothers, chopped with red and blue highlights. Her dark brown eyes were guarded and hid all her emotions. She listened to rock, punk, heavy metal, while all the others listened to pop and rap.

Brandy sighed as she made her way outside. She started to pull out her keys out of her pocket when someone elbowed her as they walked by, knocking them out of her grasp.

"Watch it you emo bitch." came the voice of Kira someone who loved causing trouble for Brandy.

Brandy just rolled her eyes. She had promised her mother she wouldn't fight for a whole month. She leaned down and picked up her keys. She continued on her way to her car. It was her pride and joy.

She had bought it with the money she had saved up from working. And doing odd jobs. It was a '67 black mustang. With the white stripes down the middle, black leather seats (fake but still damn good) with the white stripes down them and wide insides. It could hold four maybe five people. It wasn't new and shiny like everyone else's but she loved it. It had a small then on the edge on the right side, by the tail light but she didn't care. The stearing wheel had red flames on it.

She glanced up when she heard a yell from near by. She saw the sons of Ipswich and their respective girlfriends.

There was Caleb Danvers, the leader. Black hair and brown chocolate eyes. His girlfriend was Sarah...damn Brandy couldn't remember it, seeing as she didn't care and she had only moved there in the beginning of the year. Sarah had blue eyes and blond hair.

Then there was Pogue Perry, the rebel. Longish brown hair, and hazel eyes. His girlfriend was Kate Turney. She had black hair and brown eyes.

Then there was Reid Garwin, the badass (Brandy snorted at that thought). He had blond hair and gray eyes. He was a playboy and never had a girl longer then a night or two.

Then there was the youngest of the group, Tyler Simms, the baby boy. He had black hair and blue eyes. He was shy and didn't have a girlfriend.

Brandy just rolled her eyes. She unlocked her car door and got in. She sat her messenger bag on the seat next to hers and closed her door. She took off her jacket and vest and threw them in the seat next to hers. She then started her car and pulled out. She drove along the roads to her house. It wasn't a home.

She pulled up to a two story old victoria style house. It was in okay condition. She walked up to the door with her jacket, vest and bag. She unlocked the door and went in.

"Mom? Dad?" She called, hoping for no answer. But as always she was unlucky in that matter.

"Where the hell have you been?" her father asked, in a yell. His speech was slurred, which assured Brandy that he had already started drinking. He father was away on business a lot, but when he wasn't he was home, drunk or drinking and making her and her mother's life's hell.

"School dad." Brandy said, sitting her keys on the table next to the door.

Her dad grumbled and stumbled into the kitchen.

Brandy sighed and went looking for her mother. She found her in the laundry room.

"Hey mom." she said, going and standing beside her as she folded.

"Hello sweetheart."

Harley Rose Crawford looked older then her years but still beautiful. Her black hair that hung to her middle back, and her brown eyes that sparkled, but had grown dim ever since Brandy's father had started to drink. But now they were getting more bright as if she was happier and knew a secret. Brandy loved her mom but loathed her dad. Her dad's full named was Charlie Gregory Crawford. He had brown hair and green eyes.

"How was school?" Harley asked, breaking into her daughter thoughts.

"Fine." Brandy answered.

"Any fights?"

"No."

"Good. Any homework?"

"Yea."

"Any trouble?"

"No."

"Any cute boys?"

"Mom!"

Harley chuckled. "Just asking sweetheart."

"Yeah, yeah. Well, I just wanted to stop by before I went off to work. I'll see you later."

"I'll save you some dinner."

"Thanks."

Brandy went and grabbed her jacket and vest and went up to her room. She got into her uniform for work, which was black pants and a red shirt. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and set off.

"Going to work. See you two later." Brandy called before going out to her car with her keys. She got in and drove to the coffee shop that she worked at.

Today was just another day in this hell hole. Another day that she had to survive. Another day that she was once again without anyone in the world.

A/N: This chapter sucks, but it'll get better I promise:D Review please!

IMPORTANT NOTE!!!!!!!!!

This is a warning! This story will contain abuse, maybe some cutting, suicide thoughts, and it may contain a few sex scenes BUT I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHEN! And the sex scenes will not be graphic unless other wise noted. Just letting you guys know!