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Sunsparklestella: Tysm I'm so happy you are enjoying it so far! And that you think it's one of the best! (OMG! *faints*) Brella are my favorite couple too, I can't get enough of them! So, that's why I love writing about them and a high school drama/romance is one of my favs to write about as well as the fact it seems like a perfect story setting for SXB. I can't help but write in detail, I like to create the best picture so that's why I do it. Oh and Bloom does-IS- already back in San Fran! You'll just have to read to find out for sure. Thanx again for this awesome review!
iradfs: I agree that they were not totally supportive, but their attitudes do change...
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StellaCelestia: No, they don't have powers in this. Their just normal teen girls. Thanx also for the idea! It was a great one!
Thanx for reviewing, I love reading what you guys think and if any of you have good ideas or improvements!
JUST TO CLARIFY! To some it may sound like another Brella story, Falling For The Bad Boy, but it won't turn out like that as the story goes on. I was not thinking of this story to be loosely based on that one, in fact, I haven't read it in ages. I don't even know the plot of it 100%! This was all my own, nothing was based off another but thanx anyway for the anonymous reviewer who mentioned it. THIS IS NOT based on Falling For The Bad Boy.
TBH, this would've been posted a lot sooner but the chapter was so long! I started typing it last Wednesday! Though I had a break from it Friday and Saturday because I was srsly too tired and busy to carry on.
Hope you enjoy the second chapter! Pls keep reviewing, cause I've missed hearing what you guys think, it's been a while.
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Sapphy Xxx
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Ahhh! Shut up!" I growled lobbing my pillow at the annoying little instrument that was creating such a painful noise. My throw was lousy though, and missed it altogether, instead hitting the door. "How the hell did an alarm clock suddenly appear by my bedside?" I gawped, now partly awake. It definitely wasn't there last night! "Ok, who could be so evil to sneak that th-"
"Stella! Are you awake yet? Hurry up please, you start you're new school today!"
MOM! I always knew she was evil!
"MOOOOM!" I yelled/groaned in annoyance, heaving out of bed.
"What is it now?" She sighed, frustrated, opening the door to my room.
"How could you do this to me?! I always said never wake me with an alarm! Radio's more subtle! And why didn't you tell me about this?"
She massaged her temple in a tired manner before answering. "Well Stella, I know you're a heavy sleeper and I needed something that would thoroughly wake you up, besides we're still in the throes of un-packing and it was the only item I could find at the time. Also, you need to be up at a beneficial time to get ready for school."
"I know. I know. But can I please have a radio instead of an annoying beep?"
"When I get time, I'll see about it. Now please hurry up." Then she walked out.
Wow. That sounded totally promising.
I got a quick shower and then after, started choosing what to wear. The school didn't have a uniform code, but there were still guidelines to follow. So for girls: no crop tops, no mega high heels (although a small heel was still acceptable. Like, what's the point then?), no ripped jeans or skinnies or jeggings and no hot pants. Plus, no eccentric piercings or hair colours/styles (a.k.a no dying your hair hot pink or shaving yourself bold) and no nail polish. What was allowed though were: tank tops, T-shirts, sweatshirts, tops, trousers, skinnies, jeggings, leggings, skirts, converse, flats, denim/leather jackets, blazers and plain hoodies as well as natural make-up (but a small amount of colour was still accepted), a necklace, bracelet or watch and ear piercings. I dunno about boys, but it's totally a lot to follow although seems…easy enough to stick to?
Anyway, following the guidelines, I wore: deep blue jeggings, a white tight top with short sleeves and black converse. I left my hair down and applied foundation, mascara and a small amount of blusher with a light rose pink lip gloss.
"Come on Stella! Hurry up!"
"God mother! I'm COMING!" I grabbed my denim jacket from an open suitcase and sprinted down the stairs before mom could explode.
"What takes you so long? And don't use the excuse that 'Beauty takes time'!"
"Well mom, you know…beauty takes time!" I smiled innocently at her whilst she wanted claw my tongue out. Which she better not because that's child abuse!
"I'm off then."
"What about breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry."
"What happened to your appetite Stella? You used to never leave without eating."
"Oh, well I'm just too excited to start school to even think about eating!"
"OK then. I've put money on your school account, so you can buy a meal from there."
"OK."
I closed the door behind me and walked out. I had to get out of the house quickly, the atmosphere was getting tense and I was running out of lies.
Like mom said yesterday, the school was only a fifteen minute walk, so I was there fifteen minutes early at half eight.
I thought instead of hanging around, I'd go to my locker and dump my things. The school had sent loads of papers to do with the work I'd be doing, that required two folders to hold them all, and I had no choice but to take them to school. It was a part of the curriculum. Not to mention my school bag as well, with all my other more important things that I needed with me all the time. Dumping these folders in my assigned locker would really lighten my load.
Checking my information sheet/weekly timetable, I saw that my locker was up-stairs, as well as my form room. That would just mean I had to climb the stairs with two freaking heavy folders! Did I mention that I hated any form of physical activity? OK, I might go to the gym, but that didn't mean I enjoyed it…at the start anyway. It's grown on me over the years, but it's really the only part I'll tolerate. All that got me through it was that I wanted to get into shape. PE or running the streets wasn't what I enjoyed! I was really good at it…but I wouldn't put in any effort.
Anyway, I did manage to conquer the stairs and reach my locker in the end. I chucked my folders in and locked them in there. Finally! I feel so light!
On the way to my form though, a group of kids (a few years younger than me) came barging by yelling and shouting. I jumped to my left to avoid being elbowed in the ribs, although bashed into the back of someone else. He was, this time, in the same year as me, and he looked freakishly menacing! Tall, muscular, probably able to kill.
"OW! Watch it will ya?" He snapped.
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"Can't you see I'm here? Or did your blond hair get in the way?"
OK, I tried being nice! Now to let out my inner bitch! "If you just called me dumb and stupid then you've made a big mistake twit!"
He turned to face me and so did his mates, now I noticed them. The guy who I bumped into had a look on his face that probably meant he was trying to not punch me. He also had deep blue eyes and pink-wait. PINK HAIR?! Well, more accurately magenta, but who cares? His hair was freaking pink! And in a spike! How could anyone take this guy seriously?!
"You just call me that you little wannabe?" He sneered getting down to my level.
I tried to look all matcho, but my mind was screaming: YOU'RE GONNA DIE BITCH! "Who you calling a wannabe? I'm not trying to be one, but I think you are!"
His four mates behind him oooed. The guy in front of me clenched his fist and placed it close to my face. "Nobody…says that…to me!" He growled, pretty scarily. "Better be careful what you say, or the next thing you're gonna experience, is my fist colliding with your face!"
I NEVER ORDERED A DEATH WISH HERE!
"Come on man, give her a break!" One of the other guys came up behind him and placed their hand on his shoulder. He had long midnight blue hair with lighter blue eyes.
OH MY GOD! MY SAVIOUR!
"Yeah. I think she's new here. I've never seen her before." Another added. This guy had darker skin, with a long brunette braid and deep blue eyes.
The 'He Man' with pink ahem magenta spiked hair growled in annoyance and lowered his fist away from my face. I did a little victory dance in my head. HA! IN YOUR FACE! YOU JUST GOT BEAT BY A NEWBIE BLOND!
"Sorry about that." This time a guy with strawberry blond hair and glasses spoke.
"Yeah." The last one carried on. This time he had dark blond hair, styled sorta like bangs over his eyes, which were sky blue. "Usually he doesn't go quite so aggressive. He's just in a bad mood today."
BAD MOOD? YOU'RE KIDDING RIGHT? THIS IS HIS BAD MOOD? WHAT ABOUT WHEN HE'S HUNGOVER?
"Anyway, we all apologise for your rude welcoming. Trust me, not everyone's as bad as him. I'm Helia." The guy with the long midnight blue hair apologised but also introduced. He continued by saying that the blondie was Sky, the one with the glasses was Timmy, the one with braid was Nabu, the ill-tempered pig was Riven and there was also someone else, but he wasn't here at the minute.
"OK…nice to meet…you all?" I half questioned. Not only to them but to myself. It was weird though. I swear I've heard those names before…or new these guys from somewhere…? I just pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind for now. This was more important.
I checked the time on my phone. It was five minutes to the bell in which we had to get to form. "Um, yeah, so anyway, nice to meet you all but I have to go now." I started walking away…but my cheekiness got the better of me and as I passed Riven, smirked at him and stuck out my tongue. OK, I shouldn't have…but I couldn't help myself! It was too easy!
"Why you little-!" He started but was viciously held back by Sky and Nabu.
I turned my head and stifled a giggle, which he noticed.
"Oh my god! Let me at her!"
Rolling my eyes, I carried on walking a few steps, until I bumped into someone else. Again.
I looked up at the guy. He had brunette hair with bangs that swept over his left eye and chocolate brown eyes.
HOLY MOTHER OF MACRAEL!
"I'm guessing it's you who's aggravating my friend?" He spoke to me in a low, crawling voice.
"I…uhhh….bumped into him and he started on at me! I did nothing!"
"WHAT?! OH JUST LET ME KILL HER!"
I quickly analysed where this was heading, and tried to high tail it outta there, only my fist was suddenly tightly gripped and I was pulled inches away from this guy's face.
"Doesn't look like it to me. See here blondie, don't think you can come into my school, piss off me and my mates and get away with it." His voice was laced with venom. It sent shivers down my spine. But I wasn't going to cower in front of this guy.
I lowered my voice, so that it sounded just as poisonous as his. "I don't appreciate you gripping onto my wrist like this and being so close to your face, so's that I can literally taste your breath!" Then I shoved him away from me, pushing him against his chest with the hand that was gripped by his. He grunted as he took a few forced steps back. I swerved round him swiftly before turning my head to him but with my back facing him also. "And don't call me blondie!" After that, I quickly walked to form before he could grab me and probably beat the living daylights out of me because, that's probably what he wanted to do to me.
Upon reaching form, I noticed that people were already there. I walked in and didn't really know where to sit.
After wandering the room in a circle a few times, like a lost puppy, I sat next to a girl with long brunette hair that was dip dyed blond at the bottom, blue eyes and whom wore tonnes of make-up. She probably had to shovel it on by the looks of it.
I glanced at her but she glared at me and looked away.
Wow! Thanks for the warm welcoming, sweetheart!
"So, you're the new girl?" She sneered. "You look like a smeg! No one wears trash anymore honey!"
What the fuck did she just call me? Say to me?
"Aww! Poor little baby! Lost their tongue?" She snorted when I didn't answer. "What's your name then darling?" She asked, sweetly yet sourly.
"Stella." I answered back.
"What? I didn't hear that right…uhhh…Smella?"
"Stella!" I spat back at her louder. I was also trying to resist slapping her across the face!
"Ohhh! Stella! I'm sorry for you being stuck with such a…a…foreign name!"
Foreign?! Just because my name translates to Star in Spanish doesn't mean I was foreign! How dare that bitchy little brat! I should've known we'd be enemies from the start! That she'd hate my guts and vice versa!
"Well, my name's Bethany! Gorgeous name to suit such a gorgeous person don't you think so, Stella?"
"Totally!" I spoke through gritted teeth. Why can't I throw her out the window, tell everyone her make-up had been messed up and committed suicide and get her out of my life?! Why am I thinking of this now though? Oh, I know! I already hate her! Her and her sickening sugar coated sweetness. That was all fake!
Then, her act of innocence changed. "Look here Stella! I am the most popular girl in the school, with the hottest boyfriend and I have the whole school on my side! Don't even think that just because you're new innocent and good and pretty with your golden blonde hair and melted honey eyes that you can just take my popularity, and my boyfriend, away from me!"
"OK." I frowned. I wasn't even planning to anyway!
"Smart move. You're obviously smarter than your hair shows you to be!"
Ugh! Enough with the 'dumb blond' reference! It isn't even true!
"Trust me though! If you step one foot out of line…you're going to fully regret it!"
I'm sure I will! What will I regret though? You trying to throw a punch? I didn't say that to her, just nodded.
Great! My first day and I've already found my arch enemy! When will lessons start so I don't have suffer her anymore?
Finally, the bell rang for end of form. My first lesson was Performing Arts. Fun. Maybe. I quickly walked out of form.
For the lesson, we had to form groups of three and work together to complete a worksheet on the topic. I was the new girl, so I didn't have anyone to go with as they already had their selected friends.
"Hey!"
I looked to see whether the person was calling to me. She was. She, and her friend, they were telling me to work with them. Shrugging, I dragged my chair over.
"Hey! You're the new girl, we assume?"
"Yep. I'm the new girl." I replied, kinda tired of hearing that for the third time today.
The girls were both cheery and smiley, probably excited just to be working with me. One of them had chestnut colour skin, golden brown hair with blond streaks in the front and swamp green eyes. The other had paler, milky skin, fiery red hair and electric blue eyes. The redhead seemed more up-beat whereas her friend seemed more timid.
"I'm Flora." Said the one with the long golden brown hair. "My friend here is Bloom."
Bloom? Flora? They sound familiar…
"Nice to meet you." I politely smiled. "I'm Stella."
Bloom jerked her head suddenly to look at me with a confused frown. "Stella?"
I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. "Yes?"
"As in…the Stella whom wore glasses, had braces…?"
My eyes widened. "Yes!" I gasped.
A massive smile spread across Bloom's face, and we hugged in reunion.
"Umm…I'm confused…?" Flora questioned, still at a loss as to what was happening.
"Flora! Don't you remember Stella?" Bloom smiled. "Me and her were best friends as kids!"
After analysing me a bit more for a few seconds, the penny dropped. "Stella! It's you!"
We all group hugged and I was so happy to have my friends back from my younger days…especially reuniting with my best friend, Bloom!
"Bloom, I thought you moved away?" I asked after our group hug.
"I did. But it didn't go to plan. The company dad worked for went bust, and we couldn't pay the mortgage on the house anymore. So we moved back here after a year and a half. I was so looking forward to seeing you again but you weren't here. Where were you?"
"Me and my mom had moved to San Francisco because my mom got a better job offer over there."
"So why did you come back?"
"Because the company my mom worked for here wanted her back. They offered her even more pay than the job she had back in San Fran and at a higher position in the firm."
"Oh OK, so your mom works there now?"
"Yeah, but she first has to sort out the house."
We sat there, all three of us, discussing the happenings that we'd all missed in each other's lives. It was so good just to talk to these guys again!
The second lesson I had was Maths, which was boring, then it was break, in which I spent most of it getting my bearings around the school, with the help of Bloom and Flora. Then I had Russian, as I'd chosen that over French and Spanish. It was different and also more interesting. I loved Spanish too but Russian was new and was a change, besides, I know a bit of Spanish already. Then it was lunch. I hadn't eaten anything at break and new I had to have something for lunch because otherwise, mother would go ballistic!
Bloom and Flora went to a table, in the canteen, and said that they'd save me a seat whilst I got my lunch. I just had a plain salad, with natural yoghurt and water.
On the way to them, I knocked slightly into another girl. She had midnight blue hair and matching colour eyes. "CAREFUL!"
"Fucking hell, you speak your mind don't ya?"
"What was that?"
Oops. I let it slip.
I scurried off to Flora and Bloom. I seriously didn't fancy another fight.
I slammed my food accidently on the table in a rush to get there. That's when I noticed two other girls sat on the opposite side. One had dark skin, dark curly hair and teal eyes whereas the other had pink hair in a pixie cut, pale skin and teal eyes also. Unlike the guy from earlier, she looked hip with that hair style and colour!
The girl I'd just knocked into sat in the seat opposite me, glared and then hissed at me like a snake.
"Charming!" Bloom scoffed. "Musa, Aisha, Tecna, you remember Stella don't you?"
"Stella?"
"Stella?"
"OMG! Stella! I remember you! God, I'm sorry for bitching at you!"
"No it's fine! I've had worse shit today."
"Ohhh. Stella!" Tecna and Aisha said at synchronised times.
"Yes! Stella! Remember me?"
"How could we not?"
"I thought you moved away?"
"Ugh! I've gotta explain it all again haven't I?"
We spent the whole of lunch talking about gossip and stuff we'd missed out on. In fact, I only ate half my salad and a spoonful of yoghurt. I was too engrossed talking with my old buddies from junior school. Still can't believe I've found them!
"So, Stell, what ya got next?" Musa asked wanting to know my schedule.
"Double English. You guys?"
"Double Sport."
"Double Science. There goes my life."
"I.T."
"Music. Rather do double sport but that's Musa's time table. Damn."
"R.E."
"OK. Hey Stell. Wanna meet us after?"
I shook my head. "Sorry guys. Got a doctor's appointment after school. Tomorrow I totally will!"
"OK. See ya!"
I waved them off, then headed to English.
"And why are you late?" The teacher snapped to me as I walked in.
"Because I took a wrong turn and ended up at maths. I'm also the new student here."
"Ah, I see. Well I'll excuse your lateness for the fact that you're new but don't make another one!"
I nodded.
"I'm Mrs Brackenberry. And your name is…?"
"Stella." She eyed me through her glasses with a raised brow. "Stella Celestia Star." I huffed, emphasising my middle and surname to her, as if she was thick.
"Better. Now, Stella, you may go find a seat."
"The only seat left." I mumbled.
The only seat left was at the back of the class, at a table that seated two. It was next to a boy with brunette hair and brown eyes.
"I see we meet again." He spoke as I sat down.
Oh no, not him!
I remained silent. Just nodded slightly.
"Nice name, Stella." He continued, annoyingly. "At least I know whom you are for the next time you try to act coy, like you did earlier today."
"You mean cocky?"
He chuckled. "Yeah. For the next time you try to act cocky."
Ugh! He has such a dirty mind!
"Also, my name's Brandon Shields."
"OK…Brandon."
We didn't talk again for about half the lesson. Miss was just going on and on about what we were studying for the term, Macbeth. Yay. So exciting…
"This is so boring. Doesn't she ever fucking shut up?"
"Nope."
"Oh joy! Wake me up when she's finished!" I rested my head against the table with my arms and the back of my hands acting as the pillow.
"Sure." He shrugged.
After about ten minutes maybe, I felt someone gently playing with my hair. I opened one eye to see it was Brandon. "Stop it!" I whispered harshly, swatting his hand away.
"Geez! What's wrong with you? Most girls appreciate it when I do that!"
"You mean most girls would appreciate you getting inside them!" I corrected, turning my head away from him, now pissed off.
"You would." He mumbled. Too bad I heard.
"Hey. Blondielocks!"
"Huh?"
"Wake up Sleeping Beauty! First lesson's over."
"Why should I be bothered?"
"Because otherwise she'll catch you sleeping. She's stopped talking now."
"OK. And?"
"And we've gotta read the first part of Macbeth. Then answer some questions on it."
"Killjoy. I hate you!"
"Thanks. I love you too."
I started reading the script that was in front of me.
"By the way," he started. "You were drawling a bit whilst illegally napping. I wiped it off though."
I froze. I was drawling whilst sleeping and he wiped it off me! Another thing I forgot to mention. I hate people touching me. It feels disgusting, wrong and just horrible. It makes it worse, when it's a guy whom I hate! Brandon!
"Don't you ever fucking touch me again OK?"
"Why?"
"Because you'll be dead meat, that's why!"
He raised his left eyebrow at me. "Did you just threaten me? Just to let you know, that threat will be reversed back onto you if you keep up that attitude towards me! I have the whole school on my side, I can easily turn them against you!"
"You underestimate me! I have intelligence, charm, skill, sexuality, I can easily turn the school against you!"
"Watch yourself there beautiful. I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you."
Beautiful?! What's that, my new, unwanted nickname? I glared at him. I'd knock him out right now if I could. If only he wasn't so familiar…
It was finally the end of school and I had successfully managed to get through a two hour English lesson and not strangle Shields.
I was now at the health clinic just waiting for my name to be called.
"Stella Celestia Star."
That's my name I thought, heading to Doctor Brown's room. I knocked on the door and he called to open it.
"Ah! So you're Stella? Please take a seat."
I sat in the chair situated to his left. On first appearances he was: slim, bold, wore glasses and had a moustache. He looked like a doctor let alone have the experience to be one.
"So, this is just a general health check?"
"Yes."
He nodded, just making sure. "OK. So I'd like to check your height and weight and then blood pressure just to see if you're in good standards. If you would like to just stand over by the wall…"
After ten minutes it was all done.
"OK, so your height and weight are good…but your blood pressure was a bit low. Only slightly, but it may still drop which is then a cause for concern. Stella, have you been consuming enough nutrients and sugars of which your body needs to stay healthy for your age?"
…oh shit!
"Of course I have!" I lied.
"Are you one hundred percent sure? You realise if your blood sugars drop lower it can, and will, cause you serious damage and harm? It is, in fact, life threatening if it gets dangerously low."
"Honest. I have been eating well."
He nodded, eyeing his notes. "OK then, you may go. Thank you for coming."
"Alright. Thanks." I smiled and got out of his room as quick as possible.
My blood sugar was a cause for concern. But that can't be from eating less…? It can't have happened that quick…? Should I be worried…?
I shook away the thoughts circling my mind. So my blood sugars dropped a tiny bit. So what? It seriously isn't going to affect me that much, if I hadn't realise it had dropped in the first place!
As I walked out of the health clinic, I saw a group of guys in the car park messing around with their water bottles. Surprisingly, none of them were drenched, just splashed.
I recognised them. They looked like they were the same guys whom I pissed off earlier that day…but I couldn't quite tell.
As I walked by them, though, to get out…
"AHHHH!" I squealed as a jet of ice cold, yes, ICE COLD water hit me on the stomach. It didn't hurt, it was just the shock that it was bloody freezing!
"Oooooo!" The guys chorused staring at me. A pair trying not to burst out laughing. A pair I recognised as Nabu and Riven!
I glanced down at my top, which was soaked everywhere! I just had to pick white! Perfect for getting drenched in, by jerk faced pricks! Everything was visible. Including my black bra, which, I noticed one person, especially, staring at. None other than Brandon Shields.
By this point, I could murder them all, and then say it was manslaughter. I stormed up to Sky, whom was holding the largest bottle with still half left, and snatched it aggressively from his grip. Then, I aimed at one of them randomly, and squirted the remnants at him, hard.
Unluckily for Brandon, it was him. Even more unlucky, I'd hit him in his privates. He fell to his knees, holding himself in pain whilst groaning, and probably cussing at me in his head. At least I got his attention away from my chest!
"How the fuck can that hurt? That was nothing!"
"To you maybe but not to him! I have a harder hit than it looks!" I snapped back at Riven, then launched the bottle at him and successfully hit him on the nose.
"OW! You son of a bitch!"
"Daughter!" I corrected. Then covered my top with my denim jacket and walked quickly home.