Chapter 1 First Bruises

April 10

6:00 am

Sam's Pov

Today was the first day going to a different high school. I couldn't wait till middle school ended, but now I'm in high school and I still have to do homework but harder. For the past few years I've tried to stay low profile with anyone. If there's a kid who wants to talk to me, make a bad impression and scare them off. If there's a school event or fight, don't show up and just stay home or just walk by and ignore. After all who would want to be friends with a juvenile delinquent like me. I've never had friends, I've had enemies but rather than that I was the bully of the school and nothing was ever going to change that.

I woke up barely thinking straight, rule number one, don't wake a Puckett in the morning. I grabbed my alarm clock and smashed on the wall and walked to my closet. I changed into a dark blue jean jacket with a black AC\DC shirt and some baggy blue jeans, I picked up my black belt and put it on. Running down stairs with my backpack I picked up a bagel from the table.

"See ya kiddo." my mom yelled from her room.

"Bye mum." Grabbing my keys I walked out locking the door. I jumped on my motorcycle turning on the engine.

"GET OUT OF MY NEIGHBORHOOD!" I looked at my neighbor Lewbert with his huge wart.

"Get a life!" I yelled back and drove off wearing my black helmet with the word Seattle on the side. I could feel the air pass me pushing my hair back as I rode past the cars on the highway.

Here it was Ridge way High. I could feel the stares as I parked. I took off my helmet getting off the motorcycle as boys stared at me. The building was huge, inside the floor was red oak solid hardwood flooring. The ceiling was covered with a window showing the sky through the room. Students walked through the room holding books that were half their size. I took out a paper from my pocket. First period Science. I found my locker numbered 239, the locker looked four times as big as any locker I had seen in my life.

"Hey so you got locker 239." I looked behind me to see a boy with brown hair and brown eyes wearing a blue collar shirt with stripes and dark blue pants with black converse.

"Yup." I turned around again putting in the code opening my locker. I hate stripes.

"Do you have a name?" he said, walking closer to me.

"I could say the same thing." I put in my books for each class and took only the important ones in my backpack.

"Names Freddie Benson the football quarterback." I closed my locker looking straight at him.

"I'm Sam Puckett, you know the girl that can kick your ass." he put his hand over his heart with a hurt expression.

"You know that hurts, right here."

"I can make it hurt somewhere else if you'd like." he put his hands up in surrender.

"Fine I'll see you later Demon."

"Nub." I replied walking away.

I walked inside of room 105 where a teacher saw me and smiled as I took my seat in the second row.

"Hello Students of Ridge way High I am Mr. Hennings your science teacher, please take out your books and go to page 10." I dozed of as he kept talking until a door slammed open showing a familiar Freddie Benson.

"Your late Mr. Benson please take a seat next to-" he pointed at me looking for a name.

I sighed. "Sam Puckett." he walked over to me with a side grin. I tried paying attention when he threw a note at me. I looked over at him then at the note opening it.

'Nice to see you too Puckett' I didn't reply to the note as I tossed it back to him. A few minutes later I was hit on the head with another note. I opened it and looked as it had his number on it and a message.

'What's your number.' I grabbed my pencil writing back.

'Nothing that concerns you.' he gave me another grin as he looked at me again.

"Sam, Freddie no passing notes in class please." I looked back at the teacher trying to care about what he was saying.

Freddie stopped bothering me in class in the first period and now I had history with Mr. Howard. He was the most annoying teacher, he got kids in trouble for no reason, he would make kids cry. Wait, I think I might like this teacher.

"You." he pointed at me.

"What are you staring at!" he yelled.

"I'm supposed to be paying attention and looking at teachers right, I mean that's what I'm here for." I said putting enfaces on supposed to.

"Well stop it." he yelled.

"Best teacher ever." I whispered as I fell asleep on my desk.

All of my classes had weird teachers that yelled at kids non stop. Ms. Briggs was the worst; she was worse than Mr. Howard made me do 50 jumping jacks for being me.

"Hello." I looked behind me from my locker where a girl with brown eyes and brown hair. Can this day get anymore brown.

"Hi my name is Carly Shay and I saw you in class earlier in English Language Arts and I thought that you might want a new friend to show you around the school."

"I'm fine I have to go." I walked away holding my books.

"Where are you going, it's lunch time the cafeteria is this way."

"The school food sucks. I'm just going to go to eat somewhere else."

"Like outside of school."

"Yes that's what I just said."

"You have to stay in school grounds."

"Fine I'll order something."

"Bu-"

"Bye." I speed walked away from her as she just stood there dumbfounded with a wide open mouth. These students are way too annoying. I took out my phone and called a Chinese place across the street. But then someone came and snatched my phone ending the call.

"Hey I-" it was none other than Fredward.

"Thank you for your number now I can put you in my contacts." he threw me my phone and ran away before I could beat him up.

"Stupid-" before I could finish my sentence a kid walked up to me.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"You like to dance."

"What?" he took off his shirt and threw it on the ground.

"Come on you know you want some Gibby." I grabbed his underwear and gave him a Texas wedgie.

"That's for talking to me." I walked away as steam came out of his pants. Then the bell rang.

"Great lunch is over and I haven't even eaten."

I couldn't think straight, class flew by like nothing and in a matter of minutes I was in front of my locker again. I took out my phone, and I got a text from Freddie when he added me to his contacts. I changed his contact name to nub.

'Meet me in the football field.' it read.

'Stop texting me.' I replied walking to the parking lot.

'Come on plz it'll be fun.'

'Fun for you is the worst time of my life for me.'

'Fine go leave me I'll see you tomorrow morning.' I stared at the text for a while thinking about what he was planning on showing me. I sighed walking to my motorcycle, three guys were looking at it taking pictures on it.

"You have ten seconds before I beat you guys up!" I yelled startling them.

"This is your ride?" one of them said, getting off my motorcycle.

"You want me to answer you with a my fist?" I threatened.

"Fine we'll go, have a nice ride." He walked away looking at me while his friends whistled.

I was about to get on the motorcycle when I got jumped. Two buff guys pulled me down without warning and pulled a blind fold on my face. I tried to kick them or think of a strategy to get out but more of them came as they threw me on the ground and started beating me up. I kicked but one of them was holding my legs and another put my arms in handcuffs. I yelled but no one heard my screams for help. After ten minutes of beating me up they picked me up throwing me on the ground unlocking the handcuffs leaving me. I groaned as I couldn't feel my limbs, I untied the blindfold with a yelp as my ribs felt broken. I looked around where people were staring in pity. I put my hands straight out and jumped off the floor standing up. I could feel blood rush down my head and nose as I walked to my motorcycle turning on the engine. It roared as I drove off without a word through the streets.

I unlocked the door to the house walking in with my legs barely moving.

"How was your first day of school honey?" my mom walked in the room gasping as she saw me.

"Oh my gosh Sam what did I tell you about getting into fights." She took my hand and took me to the restroom, grabbing a first aid kit.

"I didn't get into a fight mum, I got jumped by some guys."

"I'm sorry I thought that this move was for the best."

"Why couldn't we just stay in Texas."

"Because there's no other place to go, your father took over the house and I had nowhere to go. I'm sorry this was the best I could do."

"Well why couldn't I stay with him and Melanie." she gave me a glare.

"Sorry." I mumbled. She cleaned a bruise on my forehead.

"Here keep this on your face." she put a warm wet cloth on the side of my face.

"Did they cut you?" she asked anger in her voice.

"I don't know half way through the beating I lost the feeling on my face." she looked at the side of my face again.

"They cut you on your face, that's it we're going to that school tomorrow!"

"Mum."

"No, I'm not letting this go Samantha." She always used my full name when she was demanding something so I stayed quiet. After a few minutes of silence she was done.

"Okay that's the best I could do." I looked at the mirror where the side of my face had bruises on my forehead but there was one scar that ran right down through my eyebrow to my cheek.

"They cut me and I didn't even know." I ran my fingers down the scar. Honestly it looked pretty badass.

"Get some rest, you look tired, did you get anything to eat?" my stomach growled answering her question.

"I'll make some Chief Boyardee." my mom sucked at cooking stuff she always ended up catching or house on fire, so she just microwaves stuff or orders food.

"Thanks mum." I ate it so fast from starvation. When I went up to my room on my bed I got a text.

'Hey I do you want to go to a party with me and some friends tomorrow the whole school's going to be there.' it was Fredork again, man I could give this guy so many nicknames.

'Not going and that's final.' I replied.

'What's with you and not having any fun, come on just come or I'll force you against your will.' I rolled my eyes.

'Like you could do that.'

'You'd be surprised Puckett I am a man of many secrets.' I couldn't stop the smile that spread on my face.

'Like what.'

'They wouldn't be secrets if I told you.'

'Fine what if I did go to the party then what.'

'Then I would make sure you had the best time of your life.'

'Whose house is it.'

'Mine.'

'What's the address?' He sent me the address and I read it over again thinking on whether this was a good idea or not. I sighed laying down on my bed. This was not what I expected for my first day at Ridge way high.

A\N- Thank you for reading my first chapter of my fanfiction. Review to tell me what you think, and follow to get updates weekly. I know some things have changed, but I mean this is AU so just changing a few things here and there. I don't have song fics but I like to share songs I listen to so the song of the chapter is Little Monster by Royal Blood.

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