AN: Okay, so here's the chapter. Umm, it's not that great, but this whole story was an idea I had to get out, like fast. Tell me what you think! Also, check out this story-

The Journal that Revealed it all by rebellion101

It's such an awesome story! Anyways, here's the chapter.

Pride....

He was the all-American boy. Popular, athletic, intelligent, and gorgeous, it would seem that Zachary Goode had it all. Then, it happened, the accident that left him horribly scarred. Not physically, but emotionally.

It all happened, about seven years ago, when Zach and the rest of the 7's got into middle school. Fresh, vulnerable and young, they commanded respect every where they went. Until that night....

It had been raining heavily for the past two days, non-stop. People were encouraged not to leave their homes, but one family didn't listen. It was just rain after all. What harm could some water do? It turned out that the Goodes were wrong. After a night of heavily drinking and partying, Mr. and Mrs. Goode had laid their death trap.

The Goodes were high-society people, too important to mingle with the likes of us, normal Roseville people. They had no friends to drive them home, and one wrong turn, plus the effects of alcohol and the slippery roads would be enough to kill them.

Unfortunately, they took that wrong turn, and died instantly after crashing into a tree.

Since then, Zach has been passed from one relative to the other, no one wanting to keep him for too long. It was difficult for him to cope with the long list of rejections, and he had to roads to go down. Proud or Pathetic.

Zach was born a Goode, raised as a Goode, and would die a Goode. He would prefer to be hated by everyone closest to him then beg. And so emerged the Shadow King.

His pride and aloofness made him unavailable, and according to my friend, "oh so sexy!" Personally, I think that he's an insufferable little- But never mind. Zach Goode was proud, and no one could stand him.

His pride was his best, and only weapon.

I can still hear the taunts as they walked down the hall.

"Look, it's that loser kid, Goode, isn't it? Nobody wanted to adopt him. I heard he's on his sixth foster home in two months...."

"Goode's are never worth anything. Most likely, the kid's going to grow up a druggie and an alcoholic, like his worthless father...." (This is a quote from my English teacher, who was rumored to have a "thing" for Zach's mom. Creepy)

Through all this, Zach held his head up high, ignoring every comment aimed at him.

But then, his ego began to get a hold of him.

I was wondering the halls one day after school, when I heard screaming, yelling, and the sounds of a fight. Rounding the corner and hiding behind a huge plant I saw it.

Zach, hands covered in blood, teeth bared and nostrils flared, eyes wild. His hair was in disarray, and he was smashing the face of Donovan Smith into pieces, while Donovan's girlfriend, Tina, was sobbing hysterically in a corner, occasionally giving the tiniest of shrieks when she managed to look up.

I was frozen in my spot, and thankful when two teachers turned around the opposite corner. Immediately they came running and the noise of a fight increased as they attempted to pull Zach and Donovan away.

When they finally succeeded, the teacher put Donovan on a stretcher, and took him away, while trying to calm Tina down.

It's been quite a few years, and Donovan still hasn't returned to school, and Tina's still in counseling.

The other teacher dragged Zach away to the principal's office. Checking to make sure that no one else was around, I scurried after them.

The teacher had left Zach alone in the office, and I watched Zach. He was staring at his hands in shock. Dropping his hands onto his lap, he let out a strangled noise and dropped his head. He stayed that way for sometime, and I wondered if he was crying, or sleeping. The door creaked open a few minutes later, and immediately Zach bolted up, the familiar smirk molding into place.

I heard later that when the principal asked him why he did it, Zach replied, "I'm better than he is."

Zach didn't cry. I know that now. He has too much pride.

AN: What did you think? Who do you think is revealing Gallagher's most elite group for who they really are?