My name is Angel. Angel Missa Dymond. Me, being the rebel I am, is being shipped off to a new school, new state, new town. I'm being sent to live with My Auntie Amanda. Sweet Amoris High. I guess I can be called lucky that my Aunt wanted to put up with me. The problem. The delinquient. The rebel. I guess all of those fit me...But nothing suited me more than one five letter word: Bitch. I was the baddest bitch at my old high school. I had it all. I was the best cheerleader on the squad and the school's worst troublemaker. I was the co-captain.I dated the star quarterback, until I learned he was two-timing me with my best friend, Feboe. Yeah that's how her mom spelled her name. I usually call her Fae because of the t.v. shows that she watches. Anyway she didn't know he was two-timing us either. You see Fae and I were the co-captains. The best on the squad. Nothing could bring us down. At least that's what we thought...
"Angel!" My mom yells. "Fae's going to be here soon!" She adds. That's right. Feboe's moving with me to Amoris, Tennessee. I was glad that I didn't have to leave my best friend. She and I did everything together. We may fight, but we cry it out together and make up over my baby girl. A pure white Husky named Annabeth. I admit, I may be a delinquient, but I read. And I'm a fucking genius as well. And that's the only reason my mom didn't care that I skipped classes because I aced all the tests. I made straight A's even with missing almost every single class. I never cheated either. I had the highest IQ in our grade. But recently mom and dad have been fighting about my future. I mean, I get that they want what's best for me, but if I want to go to college, that's my choice. My father wants to force me to go to Yale or Harverd or some stuck up college. I'm not even sure what I want to pursue as a career. Mom's trying to back me up on what I want to do, not force me into a future that I don't want.
"Angel! Feboe's here!" My dad calls, sounding annoyed already. I guess he doesn't want to deal with me. Oh yeah. I forgot. My dad's some bigshot car salesman named Chris. He makes good money and stuff, but he doesn't get me. At all. I'm the unlucky daughter who's stuck with a father that thinks money makes the world go round. My mom, however, I'm a carbon-copy of her. I have her bright blue hair, and I think that's because everyone on my mom's side of the family has weird-ass hair...Oh well. My mom is a gymnist, musician and an artist. She paints, she plays guitar and sings, and she's flexible as hell. I have all of her talents. What's the strange thing is I have both my parent's eye colors. Yes you heard me right. Colors. My left eye is a lilac, my mother's eyes. I used to think it was contacts, but nope. Her true eye color is a lilac. The prettiest shade of lilac I have ever seen too. My right eye, however, is the smoldering gold that my dad's eyes contain. Thankfully Chris isn't my real father. He's my step father, marrying my mom when I was 9. Right now I'm 16 and getting ready to be shipped off with my best friend and dog to my crazy Aunt's house for the remainder of my high school years. My mom says I'm tall like my father, me being at 5'9'', Fae at 5'4'', a fact that I never let her live down. Although her auburn curls make up for about 2 to 3 inches difference, not much though. I bound down the stairs and tackle into my red-haired best friend.
"FAE!" I shout, nothing uncommon between the two of us, even if we hadn't seen each other for an hour and we meet up after school, we act like we hadn't seen each other in years. That's just part of our charm.
"ANGEL!" Fae shouts, grinning like a madman as she drops her suitcase on the ground. I don't know why she brought it in...We were taking her car and my motorcycle down to Amoris, I think. I giggle because as soon I as I tackled Fae, Annabeth came in and knocked both of us down to the ground.
"Down girl." The two of us chorused. "Who's our pretty girl?" We cooed as she wagged her tail excitedly.
"Am I glad we can leave that asshole behind." Fae declared as she walks into my room, helping me finish packing.
"I have decided." I declared. "Tony's new name is..." I pause, "Asshat." I reply with a grin. My mom chuckles as she appears behind us, causing me to jump.
"Angel, I'll being going down with you for a while. Only until you settle in with your Aunt, at least. Then I'll leave you alone. I'm going to miss you baby girl." She says. "I'll drive with Fae. You ride your bike. Do you have your license?" She asks. I nod and bring out the wallet that I usually have shoved in my back pocket. "Good. Why don't you get a head start? Fae and I can finish packing everything. I know you need to get out here." She whispers as she pulls me close.
"Are you sure mom?" I ask. She nods.
"You're never happier than when you ride. Get going. We'll meet you down there. Do you have your credit card for gas and hotel rooms at night? And food?" Mom asks.
"I have everything. I love you. See you in Tennessee." I reply, grabbing my H-P laptop and my iPod and all my chargers and slipping my phone in my bra before turning around and walking out to my cherry red Harley. I tie my bright blue hair up in a ponytail before shoving it up in my black helmet. "Love you! See you baby girl!" I call, waving to mom, Fae, and the struggling Annabeth. "I'll see you at our new home, baby." I coo. That seems to appease Annabeth to the point where Fae doesn't have to struggle to hold her. I sigh, revving the engine before I speed out of the town, passing the limits, going as far as I can before I stop at a gas station and filling the tank and grabbing a snack from the store.
Timeskip: 5 hours
"Finally." I sigh as I see the sign stating that Amoris is just a mile away. I speed up and pass into town limits as I drive to my aunt's house. I pout when a light turns red, forcing me to break. "And my luck was so good without hitting a single light until now." I mutter. Once the light turns green, I drive down the last few minutes to get to my Aunt's place.
"Angel!" Auntie shouts, running to me. "Linda called and told me you were coming ahead. Do you have your stuff?" She asks.
"Auntie. I rode my Harley. I have my laptop, iPod, chargers, phone and wallet. Mom's bringing the rest of my stuff with Fae." I reply as I hug my aunt.
"What was the argument about this time?" Auntie asks. I usually escape down here for a month or so whenever my parents argue.
"It was about my future and Chris couldn't stand me wanting to do my own thing." I mutter as I walk my bike into the garage.
"That's too bad-" I cut her off before she could continue.
"Tony was an asshat and dated both me and Fae at the same time. Chris was furious about me skipping class and was threatening to send me to boarding school. And that's why I'm here. Fae's parents also wanted her to come with me because they were afraid I'd try and actually commit suicide." I add, rolling my eyes.
"You wouldn't do that, right?" Auntie asks.
"Not when I'm with you, Auntie." I reply, smiling as Auntie and I walk to the bedrooms.
"That's good." Auntie replies.
"So what's my room? Can I paint it tonight?" I ask, giving her the cutest puppy dog eyes I could muster.
"Fine." Auntie pouts.
"Fae's going to want your help for her room, so that's why. I don't want to tire you out before Fae gets here." I reply, walking into my room, to find everything set up for me to paint. The right colors and all. I smile and shout a "Thanks" to Auntie who replies with a laugh. I turn around and, ignoring the leather that I'm wearing, I start expertly painting my room, swirling the colors on the wall, something that only an accomplished artist can complete. I smirk as the pain dries, the colors blending.
Timeskip: Later that night
Mom and Fae haven't gotten here yet and I'm tired, so I curl up in Auntie's bed and listen to my iPod, blaring Skillet through my headphones. 'I'm not doing cheerleading here.' I decide. 'Chris made me do it back home. I may enjoy it, but I don't like it that much.' Unaware to myself, my breathing slows down and I fall into a deep sleep.