Disclaimer : I obviously do not own Twilight(I'd be rich if I did). I only own my dear OC's
Chapter 1 : The Wonderful World of Graffiti
"Now, at the back of the classroom, we have the epitome of a student who never pays attention" Crankwell's shrill voice drills into my ears
I swear I have tried tuning her out so many times but her voice just somehow always drills into my goddamn ears. Figures I'd have her as my last period and on a shitting Monday nonetheless
'Hold on, did she just say the back? But I'M at the back. Oh no'
"Ms. Aguilar, are you even paying attention to what I'm saying?" I slowly face the front of the classroom and see Crankwell standing there, hands on her hips all power-position style and looking at me with a glare that could turn anyone into stone
"Not really, Mrs. Crankwell" I reply and most of my classmates start snickering
"Young lady, my name is Mrs. Cantwell. Maybe you'll start remembering that after you've spent a week in detention" Crankwell says and shoots me what she might think is a smirk but really it looks like she's twitching
The bell rings and the stand-off between me and Crankwell is over, thank god. I start packing my things up and grudgingly take the detention slip from Ole Crankwell. She tells me to "enjoy" but I get the feeling that she actually means the opposite
"So, Alia, how does it feel knowing you'll have to spend a week in detention?" a voice asks from behind me
"I wouldn't know since I'm not" I say simply, crumpling the slip and tossing it into the nearest open locker that I can find
"Good, cause the guys and I found the perfect wall to tag" Mark says in a low voice
"Nice. Meet you guys at midnight" I say with a smirk and go outside
I see my friends at the bottom of the staircase and I hurriedly make my way up to them
"Yo, Adrian, has Mark told you yet?" Kirk asks as soon as I'm within earshot
"Yeah, we meet there at midnight" I say with a huge smirk feeling extremely giddy
I don't think it's all that normal for a teenage girl to get giddy over tagging a wall
"Let's just hope no one sees us this time" Crissy says
"And calls the cops" Jessie adds
"Alright, it's set then. Mark and I will meet you guys there" I state and look at their faces to make sure they understood
"And could you guys be careful. The only reason why someone saw us last time was cause you three were drunk off your asses and kept making noise" I say matter-of-factly and they all looked down sheepishly
"I'm going now. I'll see you guys later, yeah?" I call and bid my friends goodbye
*o*o*
(12:00AM)
I wait impatiently for Mark as soon as the clock strikes twelve. My legs are bouncing and I can't stop biting my nails in anticipation
I start pacing around and counting my steps. At around step number 369, I finally hear the familiar sound of stones hitting my window
I immediately open the window and of course, Mark chooses that very same moment to throw another rock. Said rock hits me square in the forehead resulting in me desperately trying not to cuss Mark out
"FOR FUCKS SAKE MARK" I whisper yell at him
"Sorry, Alia" he whisper yells back and I just know that this fucker finds it funny
I grab my backpack and haul it out the window, "accidentally" making it land on Mark's face
I climb out the window and hang onto a low-hanging tree branch. I jump down and dust myself off just as Mark hands me my backpack with a look that is devoid of any amusement
"What?" I ask innocently, grabbing my backpack
"The hell do you mean what? You hit my face" Mark whispers and I resist the urge to laugh my ass off
"Oh, did I? I'm deeply sorry, Mark" I say as sarcastically as I can
"Sometimes, I wonder why we're friends" he comments from behind me
"Who else would hang out with your ugly ass if not me" I retort
*o*o*
We start tagging the wall as soon as we get there. I took the precautionary measure of bringing masks for everyone given our previous run-in with the cops
We're almost finished tagging the wall when the familiar sound of police sirens start to get nearer
"Shit" I curse under my breath and jump down from the chair I was standing on
I think about telling the others to run but it would be too risky. They won't have time to pack up and grab their bags, and knowing them, their school IDs are probably still in their bags
The cop car parks right in front of us, the lights shining directly at us
A guy steps out and I'm pretty sure that that's not what cops are supposed to look like
"Okay kids, put your hands up" he says calmly
"You over there, girl, put any cash you've got on you in that bag over there" he directs at Crissy
The whole thing is off. He's not wearing a cop uniform, and now he's looking for cash?
"You're not a cop" I observe and he turns his attention to me
"No, I'm not. Look, just give me all your cash and we won't have any problems"
My heart is hammering inside my chest. I don't want anyone getting hurt. It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault
"Why do we have to do that?" Mark pipes in arrogantly and I want to tell him to shut up for just one second
"Cause if you don't…" he trails off and reaches for something behind him. He pulls out a gun and my heart sinks
"You and your friends die"
"CRISSY!" Mark suddenly yells and the guys attention diverts to Crissy
I look back at Mark and see him sprinting towards the guy with a spray paint in his hand
I reach out to stop him but it's too late. The guy turns back to Mark and as soon as he does, Mark sprays his eyes
Everyone else is cheering but I'm frozen on the spot
The next thing I know, I hear the deafening sound of multiple gunshots going off and Mark… Mark is on the floor, bleeding
I run to him and the others run towards the guy, disarming him and pinning him down
"Oh god. Mark? You- You're bleeding" I say and feel tears forming
"Holy shit, Alia, you can cry? Whaa?" Mark says and starts coughing up blood
"Shut up, Mark. We- We've got to get you to a hospital, NOW!" I say panicked and press down on where I think the bullet hit him but I can't fucking tell because there is so much blood
"Uhm, Adrian, there's another cop car coming" I faintly hear Kirk saying but I don't care. My best friend is bleeding out, lying in a pool of his own blood and he's still being a wise-ass
"Alia, you've got to go, alright? They'll catch you if you don't go now" I can tell he's struggling just to talk
"I can't fucking leave you here, Mark. You're going to die!" I say and at this point, I'm full-on sobbing
'I can't lose my best friend. Please, not Mark. Not Mark. No no no no. Not him. This can't happen'
"I'll be alright, Li-Li. There's a- another cop car c- coming. They'll get me help. Stop crying, you're almost as ugly as me when you do" he jokes and I laugh weakly
"I can't fucking leave you like this Mark. I won't be able to live with myself if I do"
"Just go, Li-Li. I'll be fine, I promise" he says with a finality in his tone and gives my hand a squeeze
"Kirk, get her out of here" Mark adds and I feel myself getting pulled away
I trash around and I kick as hard as I can, desperately fighting against Kirk
"MARK!" I yell his name so many times that I lose count
Kirk manages to get me into his car and he high-tails out of there just as the cops pull up
I peek out the back window and I see Mark, motionless
Kirk drops me off at my house and it takes everything I've got to climb up the tree and sneak back into my room
My heart feels so heavy, there's a sinking feeling in my stomach and I am kept up all night by my thoughts