My Own Personal Hell
By: LightHope1
I have been obsessed with the new CW show Hart of Dixie.
Feel free to leave me comments (good and bad) and any advice or story direction. I have a path of where I'd like to see this to go but I am always open to suggestion.
Things I own: A Starbucks Gift Card and a ton of new clothes :)
Things I don't own: Hart of Dixie
I love ALL the comments. Please keep them coming and please note this chapter will be a lot of development and introductions.
Chapter 3: Saving Zoe
Zoe drove her father's truck, with a death grip on the steering wheel, into the senior parking lot. As she parked, she could see other seniors giving her the stare down.
Zoe Hart was officially the new girl on campus.
She felt butterflies in her stomach but she closed her eyes and used breathing techniques to gain her composure.
"Okay Zoe Hart, you got this!" she said to herself.
Zoe got out of her car and grabbed her backpack. As she closed the door, a crimson colored football whizzed by her head. She ducked lost her balance and felt her back hit and slide down the body of the truck.
"Heads up!" shouted a guy as he trotted up to her truck.
Zoe crouched at tire level and looked up at the boy looming above her.
"Need help?" he said while offering his hand.
"That could have hit me in the face." She said while using her hands to grab the side of the car and then reached for the ball from her truck bed and glaring up at the football player leaning against her truck.
"Well, consider yourself lucky." He said while crossing his arms.
She smirked and answered, "Well consider this football confiscated."
The air of the friendly conservation became stiffening.
"You got to be kidding me! That's my lucky football. I can't win the football game without that!"
"I'd think you being all southern that you'd introduce yourself first before making demands." Zoe said while pointing her finger at the football player.
"Well lookie here missy, I don't know who you are but you got a lot of nerve taking to this all star linebacker this way. Have you ever heard of a friendly bedside manner?" He said while stepping closer to Zoe.
Zoe bit her lip and shifted her weight to the balls of her feet to look taller.
"I have a friend that asks me that all the time. I can be a bit rough around the edges" She laughed "Can we start over?"
Zoe knew the linebacker. She wanted to raise a little hell. She was quick to anger and from the looks of this guy he was not the one to upset even if she was only teasing.
He had not expected her to abruptly become friendly and hesitated with his response.
"My name is Lavon Hayes and I am the captain of the football team." He said while holding out his hand.
Zoe shook hard.
"My name is Zoe Hart. I am Dr. Harvey Wilkes's daughter. I'm from New York but spending my senior year in Bluebell" She said.
"Well Zoe, you got a firm shake for a New Yorker." Lavon said.
"Thank you Lavon." Zoe asked.
Zoe handed over the football. They stood by her truck chatting for a few minutes before the main bell rang. Zoe got a better look at Lavon. He was tall, strong and built for football. He had a way about him that calmed her.
Zoe jerked out of her trance at the bell noise and started walking towards the school with Lavon.
"So Lavon, where is the main office?"
Lavon played with the football and pointed to a small building separate from the school.
"Ask for Ms. Dewitt. She'll advise you on the best classes and such."
"Thanks Lavon." Zoe said while walking towards the administrative building
Lavon watched Zoe walk away and smirked. He had a feeling that Bluebell High was never going to be the same.
"Funny little thing, she sure does have a lot of fire in her." He said while tossing up the football and walking to class.
Zoe's morning quickly evaporated. She was disappointed to not have any classes with Wade. In fact, she had somehow managed to miss him all morning. All the students were friendly enough but Zoe felt on edge.
As the lunch bell rang, she walked to the cafeteria with her packed lunch. As she watched the majority of the teens get cafeteria food she made a mental note to ask for lunch money.
Zoe walked through the rows of lunch tables and finally settled on an empty table in the back of cafeteria. She had hoped to run into someone from class but nobody had waved her over. As she sat down she had the sinking feeling like everyone was talking about her. She rested her head in her hands and pulled her lunch out.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Lemon Breeland walking towards her table.
"Well hello, Zoe Hart." Lemon greeted while adjusting her broach on her oxford shirt.
Zoe purposely took a large bite of her sandwich and gestured to Lemon that she had a full mouth.
"I can see that you're enjoying that sandwich. I wanted to come by and extend an invitation for you to sit with my friends and I." she said sweetly.
Zoe took a moment to think about how Lemon phased the invitation. She knew Lemon was up to no good.
"You know Lemon; I really like the view from this table. Thanks for the invitation but I am going to have to decline."
Lemon Breeland was never turned down.
She huffed and glared at Zoe.
"You're stupid to turn down my offer Zoe Hart. This is a onetime deal."
"Well Lemon, I don't waste my time with liars. You had a lot of nerve to tell everyone this summer that I was a slut because I flirted with George Tucker. I didn't know you owned him! I'd say you better keep a better eye on your man because he ain't your property till ya'll tie the knot."
Zoe let anger fill every fiber of her being. She had wasted too much of her summer crying over Lemon's nasty comments and rumors.
Lemon huffed and barely above a whisper said, "Zoe Hart you are going to regret saying that to me. I am going to make your life in Bluebell a living hell."
"Hate to break it to you Lemon but I am already in hell."
Everyone was staring.
At that moment, Wade showed up with George. The two men wedged themselves between the two girls. Wade laid his hands on Zoe's shoulders and shook his head.
"I got the blonde you get the brunette," George hollered.
"Well Ladies, I see ya'll are getting reacquainted but I think it's time to talk to other people." Wade said while grabbing Zoe's arm and pulling her away from the Lemon.
Zoe tried to pull away from Wade's grasp but he held a death grip on her till they clear out of the cafeteria.
"What the hell are you trying to do Zoe? You are on the path of social suicide with playing hardball with Lemon Breeland on the first day of school. Even I know where to pick my battles and that one ain't worth the war."
"She started it Wade. I was eating my food minding my own business. She does not own George Tucker or my this school!"
"I don't care who started it Zoe. You got to just lay low for a while no matter what rumors she started this summer."
"But I can't stand her…"Zoe seethed.
"I'm trying to help you here. You're rough around the edges Zoe. It's going to take more than a few summers visits and the reputation of your father to get people to accept you."
"I don't care about acceptance. Wade, all I want to do is to go back to New York! I want to be with my FRIENDS and not in this hell hole."
Wade frowned and crossed his arms. "So, I am not your friend? It ain't my place to judge but seriously Zoe you are better than this."
"Wade, I didn't mean it like that. You're all I got here." Zoe looked down at the floor and then back up at Wade. "Lemon manages to get under my skin and brings out the worst in me. I'll try to fit in Wade but I can't promise anything. I'm just a royal mess."
"You ain't a mess Zoe. You just need to get involved. You're half way there by befriending Lavon Hayes."
She smiled at that comment and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "I guess that's one positive."
"Hell yes, it is! So no more talk about that living hell nonsense.".
At that moment, the lunch bell rang and students began leaving the cafeteria. Wade placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her away from the middle of the hallway.
"Just promise me to try to fit in and not start anything for the rest of the day Zoe?" he asked.
Zoe nodded. "I'll try my best."
"You got this Zoe Hart." He said confidently. "Now I got to get to history but I'll see you later."
Zoe nodded and watched Wade walk away from her.
"When later?" she hollered at his disappearing figure.
He turned, smiled and waved.
No answer. Such a typical move of Wade.
Zoe smiled to herself and walked towards her classes.
She had one lingering thought ….maybe this is hell but at least I got one person to keep me company.