Well, here I am again in front of Juban High School, or to my
knowledge, the cruelest school in the whole world. Well to a geek anyway.
To the popular people it's more like paradise. I am simply standing here in
front of the glass doors minding my own business when people are already
starting to push me around. They act as if I am invisible, which I try to
be. I am getting shoved and stared at, which is pretty usual since I am an
outcast. I think I hear some jokes made about me by the popular people
already.
"Move geek before I make you!" yelled a red head that everybody considered to be pretty. Her name is Beryl Sinclaire, the most popular girl in school and the head cheerleader. She had always teased me and used me as a scapegoat for any of her life problems. It was only the first day back from our two-week Christmas vacation and already she was getting on my nerves. I simply hate her guts and I swear that at the end of this senior year I will appoint someone from my gang to kill her. Well, actually I would like to save that pleasure for myself.
"Well, did you hear me?" she asked in a sassy tone. She looked all smug with herself, as if she was proud on making others feel miserable.
"I heard you" I simply answered without emotion. I would have grinned, but all the heavy brown make up covering my usually creamy skin forbid it. In case some of you were wondering, I am in total disguise now. I don't even have the slightest resemblance to Serena La Morte. My cerulean blue eyes are hidden behind brown colored contacts, making my eyes look a kind of chestnut color who are then in turn hidden by very thick lens that are just plain clear glass because I did not need any glasses. A wig that displayed dark brown hair reaching my shoulders covers my long sunny golden hair. I wore very baggy clothes over the school uniform to cover my slender body. I only took off these clothes if it was required for me to show my uniform, which only happened occasionally when a very important guest speaker was coming. Overall, I was a total fashion disaster, which had no resemblance to the stunning Serena La Morte. I even had a different name. In this school, I am knows as Usagi Tsukino, a geek.
"Well then, you better move!" the sassy tone of Beryl broke into my head again. I was gonna reply with a very cruel comeback but was interrupted by the perfect male voice that simply took my breath away.
"Beryl, leave her alone" sighed Darien Shield, Beryl's longtime boyfriend. Darien, the most popular guy in school and captain of the football and basketball team. Of course the most popular girl and the most popular guy go together. Everyone thought that they made the perfect couple, but definitely not me. Darien was my crush since freshman year. There was just something about him that made me feel wobbly and weak inside but I don't know what! I can't believe it! I am able to lead a top crime organization without a single nervous cell in my body but just being in the simple presence of this guy made me feel weak all over! I just don't get it! I look up at him appreciatively, short jet-black hair, midnight blue eyes, handsome face, and simply breathtaking broad body. I was really glad that he had stopped me before I really got into a fight with Beryl and kicked her ass, which would afterwards cause me a lot of explaining to do.
"Let's go Beryl. It's the first day back so give her a break" he said and dragged her away. Beryl gave me a dirty look before slobbering all over him as they entered the school together. Darien looked very uncomfortable. I frowned as the oh-so-perfect couple walked off. In a way I kind of wished that Darien would notice me, but he probably didn't even know my name. I walked into the building miserably and headed for my locker to get ready for my first period. This was going to be a long first day back.
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"So what do our latest sources tell us?" asked an incredible looking male. He had white hair that reached his neck with just a tint of ice blue in them. His eyes were purple and he had an amused expression on his face. He was sitting on a large comfortable leather chair behind his big oak desk in his lobby. Shelves of books lined up behind him covering the whole side of the wall. A large glass window displaying the whole city of New York at night was to his right and a comfortable leather black sofa lined up against the wall in front of him with a miniature crystal coffee table. Famous paintings covered the remaining two sides of the wall.
"Well boss, our latest sources have still not uncovered any personal information about her" responded nervously a 25-year-old handsome man that had a head of flaming red hair. He looked very scared, as if expecting to be hit right in the face with the wineglass that the man in front of him was holding, which did happen sometimes. He always hated to report back failure to his boss, but it was required of him as the top lieutenant. Sometimes he wished that Emerald would get promoted to his position, but then she would hold it over his head for all eternity.
"I must say that I am rather disappointed. But I did expect failure this time" said Diamond in cold and amused tone while taking a sip out of his wineglass. The red liquid wine burned his throat, giving off to him a warming sensation. "After all, that La Morte leader is one tough woman to find."
"From our previous findings, our sources believe that she is between the ages of 16 to 21" quoted Rubius, desperately trying to please Diamond.
"Ah, then I believe that I will have some fun with her before her elimination" said Diamond in an even more amused voice while grinning.
"Yes, our sources also believe that she is quite stunning" said Rubius more at ease.
"Excellent" purred Diamond, " you may leave now Rubius. Go back to our sources and tell them that if they don't uncover something more soon then their lives will be at risk" commanded Diamond in a harsh tone. Rubius simply grinned while bowing and quietly left the room. This was the favorite part of his job. Threatening people and scaring the shit out of them.
"I will find you yet La Morte" whispered Diamond alone in his office while standing in front of the large glass window overlooking all the bright beautiful lights of New York. Diamond took a last sip of his wine before retiring back to his big elegant apartment at the top of this large 40- story building. He was prepared for a night of pleasure with another one of those rich super model sluts that threw themselves in front of his feet. They all fell in love with him in one simple night spent in bed, but Diamond never kept one woman around for long. In fact, he kept 4-5 mistresses at a time. Diamond loved being a large corporate owner. It gave him a lot of power and respect in the business world and he did not have to worry the slightest about his business, since it is very profitable and he had hired a CEO of the company to do the worrying for him. It also attracted a lot of wealthy and beautiful women to him. Diamond was quite pleased with himself. His life was almost perfect. Almost.
"Move geek before I make you!" yelled a red head that everybody considered to be pretty. Her name is Beryl Sinclaire, the most popular girl in school and the head cheerleader. She had always teased me and used me as a scapegoat for any of her life problems. It was only the first day back from our two-week Christmas vacation and already she was getting on my nerves. I simply hate her guts and I swear that at the end of this senior year I will appoint someone from my gang to kill her. Well, actually I would like to save that pleasure for myself.
"Well, did you hear me?" she asked in a sassy tone. She looked all smug with herself, as if she was proud on making others feel miserable.
"I heard you" I simply answered without emotion. I would have grinned, but all the heavy brown make up covering my usually creamy skin forbid it. In case some of you were wondering, I am in total disguise now. I don't even have the slightest resemblance to Serena La Morte. My cerulean blue eyes are hidden behind brown colored contacts, making my eyes look a kind of chestnut color who are then in turn hidden by very thick lens that are just plain clear glass because I did not need any glasses. A wig that displayed dark brown hair reaching my shoulders covers my long sunny golden hair. I wore very baggy clothes over the school uniform to cover my slender body. I only took off these clothes if it was required for me to show my uniform, which only happened occasionally when a very important guest speaker was coming. Overall, I was a total fashion disaster, which had no resemblance to the stunning Serena La Morte. I even had a different name. In this school, I am knows as Usagi Tsukino, a geek.
"Well then, you better move!" the sassy tone of Beryl broke into my head again. I was gonna reply with a very cruel comeback but was interrupted by the perfect male voice that simply took my breath away.
"Beryl, leave her alone" sighed Darien Shield, Beryl's longtime boyfriend. Darien, the most popular guy in school and captain of the football and basketball team. Of course the most popular girl and the most popular guy go together. Everyone thought that they made the perfect couple, but definitely not me. Darien was my crush since freshman year. There was just something about him that made me feel wobbly and weak inside but I don't know what! I can't believe it! I am able to lead a top crime organization without a single nervous cell in my body but just being in the simple presence of this guy made me feel weak all over! I just don't get it! I look up at him appreciatively, short jet-black hair, midnight blue eyes, handsome face, and simply breathtaking broad body. I was really glad that he had stopped me before I really got into a fight with Beryl and kicked her ass, which would afterwards cause me a lot of explaining to do.
"Let's go Beryl. It's the first day back so give her a break" he said and dragged her away. Beryl gave me a dirty look before slobbering all over him as they entered the school together. Darien looked very uncomfortable. I frowned as the oh-so-perfect couple walked off. In a way I kind of wished that Darien would notice me, but he probably didn't even know my name. I walked into the building miserably and headed for my locker to get ready for my first period. This was going to be a long first day back.
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"So what do our latest sources tell us?" asked an incredible looking male. He had white hair that reached his neck with just a tint of ice blue in them. His eyes were purple and he had an amused expression on his face. He was sitting on a large comfortable leather chair behind his big oak desk in his lobby. Shelves of books lined up behind him covering the whole side of the wall. A large glass window displaying the whole city of New York at night was to his right and a comfortable leather black sofa lined up against the wall in front of him with a miniature crystal coffee table. Famous paintings covered the remaining two sides of the wall.
"Well boss, our latest sources have still not uncovered any personal information about her" responded nervously a 25-year-old handsome man that had a head of flaming red hair. He looked very scared, as if expecting to be hit right in the face with the wineglass that the man in front of him was holding, which did happen sometimes. He always hated to report back failure to his boss, but it was required of him as the top lieutenant. Sometimes he wished that Emerald would get promoted to his position, but then she would hold it over his head for all eternity.
"I must say that I am rather disappointed. But I did expect failure this time" said Diamond in cold and amused tone while taking a sip out of his wineglass. The red liquid wine burned his throat, giving off to him a warming sensation. "After all, that La Morte leader is one tough woman to find."
"From our previous findings, our sources believe that she is between the ages of 16 to 21" quoted Rubius, desperately trying to please Diamond.
"Ah, then I believe that I will have some fun with her before her elimination" said Diamond in an even more amused voice while grinning.
"Yes, our sources also believe that she is quite stunning" said Rubius more at ease.
"Excellent" purred Diamond, " you may leave now Rubius. Go back to our sources and tell them that if they don't uncover something more soon then their lives will be at risk" commanded Diamond in a harsh tone. Rubius simply grinned while bowing and quietly left the room. This was the favorite part of his job. Threatening people and scaring the shit out of them.
"I will find you yet La Morte" whispered Diamond alone in his office while standing in front of the large glass window overlooking all the bright beautiful lights of New York. Diamond took a last sip of his wine before retiring back to his big elegant apartment at the top of this large 40- story building. He was prepared for a night of pleasure with another one of those rich super model sluts that threw themselves in front of his feet. They all fell in love with him in one simple night spent in bed, but Diamond never kept one woman around for long. In fact, he kept 4-5 mistresses at a time. Diamond loved being a large corporate owner. It gave him a lot of power and respect in the business world and he did not have to worry the slightest about his business, since it is very profitable and he had hired a CEO of the company to do the worrying for him. It also attracted a lot of wealthy and beautiful women to him. Diamond was quite pleased with himself. His life was almost perfect. Almost.