Ever since I was young, I've been scary and aggressive when people tried to pick on me. Whenever I beat them up, I always explain what happened before the victim tells a lie. I got expelled from many schools in the US for fighting. I was sent over to Paris, France to live with my cousin, Lucinda or Luci she likes to be called. Ever since that last fight, I decided to reinvent myself into a "kind-" ew. Kindness towards people who don't care about me. Either way, I had to be good or it's a prep school with uniforms.
I read a lot about Paris, France. Especially the superheroes. When I looked closely at Adrien from Agreste fashions, he looks similar to Chat Noir. As I got off my plane, I was waiting for a cab, then I saw an old man crossing the street with a car coming his way. I pulled the guy back from an almost car accident. I told the man. "Look before you walk, sir. Be careful."
I made it to my cousin's house when a girl accidentally bumped into me. She quietly said, "Excuse me." She looked beaten down and broken. Keep in mind, befriend her. I made my way there, unpacking all my things and eating a delicious meal with her. She set up ground rules about no fighting unless you know you are gonna win, don't get caught gambling, don't play loud music after 11 pm, and always wear protection during sex. After that long discussion, I went to sleep, knowing I had school the next day...yippee... I passed out at 9 and woke up at 7. Dope.
I wore my signature outfit. My top was a padded black-and-white pleplum tube top with no bra. My bottoms were black, skinny denim shorts with real pockets. I always wore thigh high, heeled boots that covers the cut offs, making it seem like I wear jeans. I put on white fingerless gloves with a black leather jacket on top of the tube top. Thanks to my thick curves, I looked like a snack. I had a black messenger bag with all my things inside with a lock on it. Only I know the code because fuck you mean you'll be searching me. I finished up dressing up and went to eat some fruit. When I was done eating, I made my way to the school (which was a block away).
When I reached the school, I see the same girl being glared and laughed at by her peers. I rushed to her and saw she had note that read:
Hey, Maritrash! Why don't you die already since no one cares about you!
"Are you okay?" I asked her. She gave me a fake smile and nodded. I took the piece of paper and shredded it in the recycle bin. "I'm Isabella. I'm new here, care to show me around?"
She opened her mouth to talk, but a nerd with a robot spoke up. "It's better if I showed you. This bitch will lead you the wrong way because she's so stupid and clumsy." He sneered at her. I looked at him.
"I did not fucking ask you, string bean. Get out of my fucking face before I smash that shit grin off your face." I threatened. His face was apalled at my threat. "Now, go!!" I roared, making him run away like the barking pussy he is. I turned to the girl. "You might want to get up." I said, pulling her up.
"You...defended me?" She started to cry. I was worried. "It's been months since someone cared about me. You defended me without knowing who I am...thank you." She gave me a hug. I was hesitant, but hugged her back. We pulled away to hear the class bell go off. "I'll show you to Principal Damocles." She offered. I accepted it and we made our way there. When we arrived there, Mr. Damocles showed me my schedule and appointed Marinette to be my guide. I was happy to recieve a guide. He gave us a pass and sent us to class.
We arrived and entered -from what it seems- a hostile, taunting area. Marinette gave her the pass and sat in her seat, obviously avoiding her bullies feet. Ms. Bustier rose up. "Class, we got a new student. I have to handle something, so please introduce yourself and take a seat somewhere." She said, walking out with a note. I grinned evilly.
"I'm Isabella Luna Gonzalez. I was previously expelled from school for fighting. This being said..." I chuckled darkly with a sadistic look in my eye. "I dislike bullies. I hate hypocrisy. If you dare go against me and hurt thr people I care about, I will ruin you. Understand, you children of hookers?" Some nodded. "If some get the picture, the rest will too! I love to do art, swim, and preform. I hate seafood and liars, but adore candy and motorcycles." I stated, going Marinette and sitting right next to her.
"Why did you do that?" She asked. I shrugged.
"I experienced bullying first hand. Thanks to a bitch, I lost everything. I'm going to be blunt here. I'll help you until you finally realize that these cock eating bastards do is not right. Got it?" I asked. She nodded with a smile. "Good." The teacher got back.
"Since Isabella introduced herself, we'll get started on today's lesson then." She talked about Shakespere and gothic literature. It was easy because I already learned this shit. I started to doodle and occasionally look up to seem like I'm taking notes. The teacher looked at me. "What is the Ebony Frame about?"
I stood up. "The Ebony Frame is about a man who comes across a painting of a beautiful woman. One night, he wishes for her to come alive and she does. They have an affair, but the man's fiancée felt something off and tried to ask him about it. He gets mad and walks out to set his mind straight. In his home, a fire started and he rushed in to save the painting, but saved his fiancée instead. In despair, he sees the painting and the woman inside burning. He said he lived a dull, married life and wishes he was with the painting instead. A truly bizarre and grim story." I explained. I sat back down. I continued to doodle and listen to her. Then the bell rang. I put my shit in my bag and took it with me.
"Hey, want to go eat with me? I don't know much around here and you are the only person I know." I rubbed the back of my back. She nodded and we both walkes out the class after everyone else.
"There's a little cafe around here with a little crêpe shop." She says, trying to recall. I noticed that some people were looking up with an evil grin. I grabbed Mari and went under the stairs and looked tptp see a bucket of water where we stood. In anger, I marched up there to see a tanned brunette with glassed and a pale ginger stomping in anger. I made sure my heels clicked as I walked menacingly towards them. They didn't noticed until I was behind them.
"You little whores. Did I not tell you what I would do?" I snarled. They turned slowly and I pointed out the brunette. "I know you! You're that "reporter" huh? For that LadyBlog?" She nodded. I stepped forward and she stepped back. "How would your precious idol feel when her #1 fan is bullying someone?" I grabbed her phone and snapped it in half. I dropped it in front of her. She dropped on her knees. "Next will be your glasses or your leg. Think, pinche puta or you're dead." I cursed. I turned my heel. Students made a path for me on fear. I looked at the ginger and chuckled darkly. I mouthed 'You're Next, Nerd'.
Marinette was in a ball, hoping no one would get her without her hero. I saw a blond boy coming her way. I rushed to Marinette and hugged her. "There's a blond boy, is he good?"
She looks at me. "First, no. He hates me nd you don't know Adrien Agreste?" I shook my head yes. I made sure he was close.
"Oh, you mean that pretty boy!? The same one that may seem perfect, but is a pathetic. Ugly. Disgusting Twig! Yes, I do! Because that little shit is about to fight me! But jokes on him, I know who he really is behind his mask!" I called him out. She looked scared as he crept closer.
"You shouldn't be talking shit, bitch. You think you know me. Ha, that's funny." He hissed. I rurned around and slapped him.
"Aww, little kitty thinks he's a mightly lion. Nice try, manwhore. Go fuck your fangirls, they only want you for your body anyway." I taunted him. "You think you can bully me, huh? Why don't I tell your father about you bullying people and skipping your lessons?" I kicked him backwards, making everyone gasped. "Whatever or whoever told your small brains lies about Marinette, I will simply deny. Anyone who crosses me will end up like your brunette friend." I bent down and whispered in your ear. "Chat Noir~ You don't deserve your kwami." His face went white and tried to say something. I walked away and picked Marinette up.
"What did you tell him?" She asked. People started to avoid us with scared looks on their faces. I grinned evilly.
"Heh, I'll tell you what I know. But let me tell you, I'm no idiot to identities." I made sure we were out of earshot of the students. I pulled her aside. I whispered. "I know you are ladybug..."