Hi! Well, welcome to my first fanfiction. It's short, but the next chapters will get longer. I know this idea is overused, but I wanted to give it a go. I'm totally welcome to constructive criticism, ideas, and reviews! Just as a warning, this story will contain swearing, mentions of self harm (I'll warn you at the start of any chapters containing it) and possibly some kissing and stuff. xD
She was sort of stunning.
Petite, very curvy, olive skinned. The girl had very wild, curly black hair that fell to somewhere just below her shoulders, pushed back from her face a little by a wide white headband. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of large tinted sunglasses.
Diana could admit the girl was quite pretty, she wasn't one to get petty, but it was the way that the girl came and sat herself across from Drake Merwin without the slightest bit of hesitation that really caught her eye. Either this new girl was extremely stupid, very confident, or just hadn't heard about him. Perhaps a mixture. Raising a dark brow, Diana sipped her orange juice and decided to keep quiet for a moment as the scene played out.
"New?" The single word came from Caine Soren, an attractive dark haired boy who had jumped at the chance to brainwash the new student almost immediately. Typical, really.
"Yep. What gave it away?" She replied dryly, her eyes flickering to Caine briefly; she had removed her glasses now, and Diana could watch how quickly those icy blue eyes moved, cold and calculating.
"Caine Soren," He grinned, offering her his hand like they had just closed some kind of business deal; she took it after a hesitation, let him shake her hand, then withdrew sharply.
"This is Diana," Caine continued, nodding his head towards Diana, who just nodded and fixed the black haired girl with a gaze almost as searching as her own, "And Drake."
"I wouldn't expect him to greet you. He's not very friendly," Diana rolled her eyes, drumming her nails on the table. "Drake, you're messing things up for Caine, here, and me. We're trying to be welcoming." She smirked, obviously trying to get at Drake, "Girls don't like being stared at like bits of meat, Drakey, that's not how you flirt."
"Muzzle your bitch, Soren," Drake growled, but didn't insult Diana any further after Caine's warning glare.
"Darla-Marie Kempshaw, by the way. Just Darla's fine." She cut in, having been watching the conversation with amusement, "Good to meet you, I think."
"Well, it's good if you stay on my good side." Caine laughed jokingly, but there was omething about him that Darla wasn't quite sure about. Still, they seemed alright, even if they were a bit off; everyone in the school seemed to have something wrong, though, so Darla supposed it wasn't a big deal.
"I appreciate you letting me sit here, by the way," Darla added, drinking from a half-empty bottle of some sort of energy drink as she finished speaking.
"Didn't have much of a choice, really. Ypu parked your fat ass before we could say anything and then Soren started trying to be te welcoming committee." Drake snapped, narrowing his eyes.
"Aw, you were looking at my ass?" The retort was lame, in Darla's opinion, but it seemed to fluster Drake a bit, something that she hadn't really expected. Obviously angry, he got up, kicked over his chair, snarled at some younger kids who looked at him with curiosity and stormed out of the cafeteria, slamming the door for emphasis.
"You know what, new girl? I think you and I will get along just fine." Diana remarked, almost smiling, though not quite friendly. Diana Ladris was not somebody to be open and friendly, especially to strangers.