A/N: Before you read I would like to inform you, I have made Cake a little different in the story then what she was portrayed by in the show. Sorry if you hate it, but if you don't I would really like reviews (: enjoy!
Chapter 1
"5 more minutes… Please, just 5 more minutes." I begged, but it seemed like my efforts where futile.
"I'm not being late for my first day!" Cake hit me with a pillow and I held the urge not to punch her in the stomach. Violence was always an answer for me, even if they tried to raise me differently.
"Okay, okay." I rose from my bed like a mummy from a tomb. My blonde hair stood out on all ends, I walked to my mirror, and grabbed my special white headband. It use to have bunny ears on it, but with cakes request I cut them off. Wouldn't want our first day at a new school to end in humiliation. I brushed out my hair, and put on my new school uniform. Blue shirt, blue skirt, talk about exciting.
I put on my new knee high socks, and slid on my black flats. This whole process was tiring and all I wanted to do was go back to bed. I was already mad enough that my adopted parents decided to go on some worldwide business tour, and left me and my sister in an apartment in a new town. Did they really expect us to start a new school without them?
What the glob.
I picked up my backpack (the one required by the school) and made my way out of my bedroom. Cake sat at the table in the kitchen, she smiled as I approached. Cake had shoulder length brown hair, her bangs where blonde. She was short and cute, unlike me who was tall and boyish. She had big brown eyes while I had blue, she's my adopted sister, and though we are not blood related, where the best of friends.
"Yay you're ready! To the school." I felt her arms around me as she pulled me out the door, and down the apartment stairs.
"Wait, Cake I have to lock the door." I dig in my pocket for the keys.
"Fi, we have nothing anyone would want to steal, all our stuff is back home." She had a point. I continued to let her drag me down the stairs and down the road to the bus station. I was surprised by how strong my sister was.
"I see the bus, I see the bus!" She said excitedly. I couldn't help, but smile. The energy she was radiating was crazy. We were in full laughter as we sat on the local bus. "Okay where the second stop… I think." We snickered again. "I can't believe we get to start all over! Fi, this is our time to reinvent ourselves, we can be the people we want to be."
"Your right." I agreed. "So what do you want from this new esperience?" I asked.
"Love." She sighed. She put her hand up to her naturally tan skin. She leaned on her hand and looked out the bus window as we drove away. "I want someone to look at me like I'm the only person in the world." Her brown eyes looked like they had sparkles in them. "I want what mom and dad have, a never ending love."
"Shut up!" A man's voice said. Cake's mouth closed, at the sound of these words. I glanced forward into the seat ahead of us. A body laid taking up two of the chairs, I could only see his converse shoes and ripped jeans.
"Excuse me?" I jumped out of my seat to look at the culprit. Cake tried to grab me but I shook her off.
"I said shut up." He wore a red and black flannel. I couldn't see his face because his hand sat on top of his face to block off the sun. I could see his dark black hair it was long but looked well kept. I clenched my fist. Who did this prick think he was? It was a public bus if he didn't want people talking around him he should find a new way of transportation.
"Idiot." I sat back down with a huff only to see the face of the boy shoot up from his seat.
"What did you call me?" He glared daggers at me with his brown almost red eyes.
"Idiot, baka, senior stupido!" I crossed my legs and looked at him with a bored expression.
"Do you know who I am?" He crossed his arms and continued to stare at me.
"An Idiot." His face almost turned red but then he smiled. He looked me up and down, studying my uniform.
"You go to Aaa Academy? So do I… Listen if you apologize here, I won't make any more problems for you." Me apologize? You have to be kidding.
"I have nothing to apologize for. Bite me." Cake pulled me down to her level.
"Apologize." I shook my head. That was never happening. He was the rude one.
"Then be prepared little girl. I'm going to make your life a living hell." I rose my eyebrow at him. Begging him to challenge me. I wasn't afraid of him, if it was a challenge he wanted, a challenge he'll get. The buss stopped and Cake pulled me out of the seat.
"This is our stop." She once again had my hand, and was pulling me out of the bus. I could see rude boy slowly rising from his seat, a smile still on his rude lips. We entered the academy gates and soon Mr. Rude was out of my site. I doubted he'd do anything, and went peacefully throughout the halls.
"You promise you won't get into any more trouble?" Cake asked me. The bell was about to ring and we had to separate into our classes.
"I promise. Scouts honor." She smiled at me and hurried off to her class. We were two years apart, so I wouldn't see her till the end of the day that meant I had to get through this day by myself. I could do that couldn't I? I walked into my class and sat in the back. There was less of a chance of me taking anyone's seat then. The bell rung and kids flowed in, taking desk after desk. Nobody seemed to notice me, and it was just the way I wanted it.
The teacher walked in looked at the class rubbed his head and announced to the class "I'm having a bad day." He then passes out an assignment, and sits at his desk to take roll call. He calls off name by name, then he reaches mine. "Fiona is new. Make her feel welcome." He gives me a nod and then I feel it. Eyes on me. The feeling I hate the most. He continues down the list calling out name by name. "Has anyone seen Marshall Lee?" The teacher seems uncaring, but a kid raises his hand.
"I saw him in the courtyard." Other kids nod in agreement and the teacher sighs.
"Marshall." He murmurs, and like on cue the classroom door swings open. Mr. Rude steps into the class, a big fat smile on his face.
"I'm here. Don't all get excited? Your welcome, I am officially gracing you with my presence." He smiles at the class scanning everyone, and then his eyes meet mine. "Just who I was looking for." He walks toward me, his eyes flashing with excitement. He sits in the desk next to me and winks. "The hell begins now…"
"Please." I snap back.
"Marshall Lee that is not your assigned seat." The teacher tries to explain, but Marshall gives him the death stare.
"Never mind." The teacher mumbles. I look to Marshall who seems satisfied. It's funny, he has no idea who he's messing with. I wonder if he'd be messing with me if he knew I could destroy him with my hand behind my back. He was just another pretty face who thought he was a bad ass. I could and would take him. Too bad this "game" that me and Mr. Rude boy would play would probably only last for a couple of days. Secretly I hoped that this threat that Marshall was making was serious. Cake may have wanted love from this experience, but me I wanted an adventure.
