A girl walks into the school, a glare etched onto her face. Her hair is short, black and red, teased in the punk fashion and her make up is black and red, her skin, stark white, but not like a vampires. Her eyes are what are shocking. She is wearing those contacts that make your eyes totally black. No whites showing at all. She wears a red and black plaid skirt with a chain and a black tank top with a red fishnet covering it. She wears lace black finger-less gloves and black combat boots.
All the students stop and stare at her as she marches down the hall. She glares at each of them in hatred as she stalks down the hall and enters a class room, taking Sara's seat. She sits sideways in the seat and rests her elbow on the desk, her chin in her hand. Sara walks into the room, and puts her hands on her hips as she stands in front of her desk.
"Excuse me, I think you're in my seat. Actually, I know you're in my seat," Sara says blandly with a raised eyebrow. The girl looks up and smirks at her.
"Go find a new seat. I like this one, in fact, already I think I've grown quite attached."
Sara grins and sits in the empty seat beside hers. She holds her hand out for the new girl to shake. The pale girl smiles tightly and shakes her hand. "I'm Sara."
"Deanna-Lynn, but people call me Dee. Do that and I'll kill you." Sara raises both her eyebrows in amusement.
"Can I call you just Deanna then?" Deanna shrugs.
"Guess so," she replies.
"Girls, class is in session, I would appreciate you turning around, and pay attention," snarls the teacher. Someone is in a bad mood. The rest of the day passes quickly for Sara, Deanna following in tow. Quickly the two are becoming best friends. The scene like girl still glares at everyone who stares, in turn making Sara get some weird looks for being near the new girl.
At lunch they sit together outside under a tree. It's not sunny out, but for once it isn't raining. Deanna is in the middle of telling Sara how she got kicked out of her last school.
"So I was so pissed off at Principle Cart-whore that I set the damned girls bathroom on fire."
"Ha!" Sara laughs and claps her hands in appreciation to the way her new friend handles things. "Cart-whore?"
"Yeah, I've always hated that old hag so I never called her Principle Cartor. I remember this one time when she gave me community service for staring a food fight at breakfast, I mean, who wouldn't, the food was terrible no one wanted to eat it! Anyways, my friend Nick and his girlfriend we in on my schemes most of the time, and gave me a used condom and I put it in Cartor's desk drawer and a bloody tampon in her coffee. It was nasty, and I got suspended and the cops called on me for all of it, and expelled for the bathroom thing, but it was worth it. It explains why I'm here now."
"Yes it does!" Sara laughs. "God, I feel awful for that principle though!" Deanna scoffs.
"Don't," she says coldly. Sara grins and plays with her food. "Are you not going to eat?" Sara shakes her head.
"I don't eat the school's food. Like you said, nasty."
"Actually, this school's food is way better than Lima High School's," She says, taking a bite out of her cheeseburger.
"Naw, I like my meat very rare," The vampire smirks. Deanna gives her a grossed out look.
"Like, covered in blood rare?"
"Yep," Sara says popping the p. She shifts, disgusted, but then laughs.
"I think we will be great friends."
"Probably," Sara agree's.
"Oh, if you ever see my sister, Nichole, run away...fair warning," she says with a serious expression."She has red hair and dull blue eyes. Also she's in the middle of skinny and chub-tubs. Don't forget the freckles. She has a lot of them. And she has four eyes, glasses."
"Okay...ha," Sara says slowly. After lunch ends they part ways and go through out the rest of the day in boredom. Sara mostly sticks with the Cullen's, but says 'hey' to Bella when they see each other briefly. After school Sara decides to walk instead of riding with Bella. She want's to start getting on her own feet. She goes into a Realtor building and speaks to a woman about apartments.
She finds a couple in a pictures book that she likes fairly well. One is a blue duplex home with white trip and a nice sized, separated porch. A drive way fit for about three cars on the far right side of the building. The duplex is a two bedroom, one bath home with a small living room and small bathroom that tips dangerously close to being cramped, but not quite so. There is no backyard but there is a small yard that would fit maybe a small porch swing in the middle or a small garden with room to lay down and spread out your arms and legs. She's only one person, so she doesn't need much room. She has nothing to her name after all.
The second one she see's that she likes is a four story grey building. There is a small parking lot that could fit 30 cars total, no back yard but a grassy acre that has a park equipped with a nice sized slide and a four person swing, two adult, two baby swings, a tether-ball, and a wooden bench under a shade tree. There isn't anything on the empty rooms, so she has to go to the building to look at them. When she leaves she sighs, next is to find a job. For that she needs to get her fake documents that she used to be enrolled into school, not too hard.
She walks by a hardware store, not interested, an art store, drops an application, a library, drops another application, and then a music store, one she drops another application for and crosses her fingers. She would have the most fun there. Especially since they were playing Marilyn Manson's Fight Song. When she goes back outside, she bumps into a woman that looks like Deanna's sister.
"Sorry...Nichole, right?"
"Um, yes, who are you?" She asks while looking at Sara weirdly.
"Cornholio, I met your sister at school."
"Greeat, Deanna-Lynn's making friends with weirdo's again," she mutters under her breath. Sara acts like she hadn't heard that. "Your parents actually named you that?" She says to the 'younger' girl.
"Yep, I need a teepee for my bung hole!" Sara laughs , deciding not to even try to get Nichole to like her. Sara smirks, proud of herself, and heads back to Bella's house.
