What if Drake was a born a psychopath, cruel and sadist girl?

Warning: gender swap. Her actual name is Danielle, but everyone calls her Drake. It will be explain in chapter 2. Rated t for violence and bad words.

Diana x Caine, Drake x… I don't know. Should she have a story with somebody? You can suggest!

It's not that I hate Diana Ladris. I just think that dancing on her corpse would be awesome.

I am talking with Caine when she arrives and starts to be nice with him, ignoring me on purpose. Clearly, the bitch wants something from Soren. I roll my eyes and walk

away. Just her sight makes me want to hurt someone.

And here's Steve, a kid of our year. Ha has this fastidious, acute voice, that makes me even angrier.

He sees me arriving and doesn't flee.

Idiot.

"What do you want, Merwin?" He asks. He stands up and stares at me with narrow eyes.

Oh, this is gonna be fun. I just smile, showing the teeth.

"Have I done something to you? Or to Caine?" He tries again.

"Actually, yes."

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"See, Steve. It's you voice." I know I should stop and just attack him. But verbal torment is one of my passions.

"My… What?"

"It's annoying. Every time I hear it I want to punch you." I explain slowly.

The nice thing is that he is taller and more corpulent than me. The first time we fought he thought I was just a weak girl. But now he is already sweating. I can even smell his fear, and this excite me. I lick my upper lip.

"Well, deal with it, Merwin." He growls. Well, maybe he's not that resigned. Around us, people stares furtively, unsure if call the teachers or not.

"I think you deserve a punch every time you talk." I continue.

"You…"

I hit him in the face. Steve staggers back, incredulous.

"Whoever calls a teacher is next." I say out loud.

"You whore!" He screams.

I jump on him, but he grabs my hair and pulls. It hurts, but I stay silent and punches his stomach once, twice, until he collapses on his knees.

"Drake." Caine's voice stops me. I turn around to see him and Diana looking at me.

"What?" I hiss.

"Are you having fun?" Diana mocks me.

"I'm teaching a lesson." I retort. I grab Steve's hair, just like he did to me earlier. "Look. Steve, do you want to say something? Do you want to call the teachers?"

He looks at me pleading and says nothing. I taught him well.

The break finishes and we go back to the class. I sit on my chair next to Caine. The teacher, an old, choleric man begins to explain.

And then he is gone.

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