LITTLE HELL RAISER

Chapter Two

1st Day of School

"You need to quit smoking Isabella, especially at the kitchen table. It's disgusting and bad for your health. Not to to mention it's illegal for you to smoke, and you are the only one in town who smokes." Charlie said, as he watched me smoking my cig after we got done eating breakfast.

I chuckled a little to myself, not bothering to correct him on my name. "Well, I'm not going to quit smoking so, lets just drop that right now. As for smoking at the kitchen table, a cigarette tastes the best after a meal and I'm at the table right now finishing a meal. And as for the fact that it's bad for my health..." I trailed off as I got out of my chair and walked around to face Charlie. "...I just don't care."

Charlie was stunned as he watched me walk away from him without a backwards glance. Hmm. Mom must not have told him about me very thoroughly. I walked up the stairs to my new room and went to my closet.

What should I wear to school today?

School. That was a hard decision to make. Whether I was gonna go or not. In the end though, I decided to go just to get a feel for the people.

As I looked through my closet making my way past all my normal clothes, I found some clothes that I could get away with wearing to school. I picked out my favorite Sinful tank top that was gray and had a skull on the hip and a red roses all over, with some medium dark wash skinny jeans. (Super hot. Check it out on my profile!) For shoes I just decided on a pair of black, paten leather, sling-back, fuck-me heels. I don't wear jewelery or carry a purse so I don't have to worry about that.

Next was hair and make-up. For my hair, I put some major sexy waves in, reminiscent of Lindsay Lohan when she still had her gorgeous red locks. Make-up was simple. I slapped on some black eye-liner very thin on my eyes and then some lip plumper. My lips were already super plump without the help but, I like the way it makes my lips tingle.

When I was done, I looked into the mirror to examine myself. Long brown hair that ended 3 inches below my 32C boobs, small waist, sexy hips, long legs. Damn.

Then I looked at my eyes. The only thing that I like about my eyes is the fact that they're big. I despise the nasty brown color. But, we get what we get and we deal with it I suppose.

With that thought, I grabbed my keys from the dresser and headed downstairs to find that Charlie was no where to be found. Whatever.

I walked outside and headed to my old red truck and started it up.

When I pulled into the parking lot of FHS I noticed that there wasn't anyone else pulling in. Hmm. I'm late. I decided a few more minutes wouldn't hurt so I lit up a cigarette and drew the lovely warmth into my lungs. With the cigarette still lit, I hopped out of the truck and made my way up to the front doors. I didn't bother putting out my cigarette as I walked through the doors. They had already given Charlie my schedule so I didn't have to stop at the front desk and ask for one.

The bell rung as I made my way down the hall to get to my locker. As kids started filing out of the classrooms they all did the same thing.

Stop, and stare.

I have to admit that it sent a delicious tingle through my body when I saw the shock on all of their faces. I continued walking, drawing the still lit cigarette up to my lips for one last drag, before I dropped it on the tile in front of me and stepped on it. When I finally spotted my locker, I heard a loud voice.

"You need to pick that up you know!" The girl said. I knew she was talking to me. I stopped in my tracks while I put a smirk on my face and turned towards her. She was actually really pretty. She had long blond hair and piercing cobalt eyes. She is my definition of an Abercrombie girl. She was wearing very tame khaki pants and a bright red polo shirt.

Still smirking, I said a simple, "No." And turned and walked to my locker. I heard a collective gasp behind me as I opened my locker and threw my cigarettes and lighter in it. Right as I was closing it, a large hand grabbed the locker door, preventing me from closing it all the way.

I dropped my hands from the locker in annoyance so I could look at the dip-shit more clearly.

He. Is. Huge.

He's actually pretty cute. He has dark brown hair and has brown eyes like me, only tons cuter. When I looked at his body, I noticed he had some serious muscles. If I thought the thick bands of muscles around his arms were huge, then they were nothing compared to his ripped chest. He was definitely under the gym-fluence. I then noticed that he was wearing a letterman jacket. Jock.

But, as hunky as this guy is, I was still pissed. He most have noticed, because he took a step back but remained keeping eye contact. Silently I was challenging him to say one damn thing to me. I dare him.

He seemed to understand and didn't say anything so, I did.

"Is there something I can do for you, 'cause if not, then I'm gonna have to ask you to take your hand off my locker and to get the fuck out of my face." I snapped angrily at him.

"You can't just talk to my girlfriend that way and expect me to be OK with it." He said while looking me straight in the eyes. I just laughed. I know his make. He tries to intimidate people with his size when really, he's just some pussy who's girlfriend made him come over here to defend her.

Still looking him straight in the eyes, I smirked and said, "What exactly did I say to your little girlfriend that offended you so much?"

He just stood there, his face clouding over with embarrassment. That's when nice people would quit and take pity on him for his mistake but...I'm not a nice girl.

"Because, if you recall, I only said a single word her. Am I correct?" I asked him smugly. He looked down and said "Yes." Again, most people would quit.

Not. Me.

"Then you completely understand how right now, you look like a complete idiot, coming up to me and trying to chastise me when I've said nothing to her but the single word 'no'." I would have continued but the bell rang at that exact moment.

I put my hand on his chest then, and leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"Get to class before I verbally whip your ass some more."

With everyone watching with their eyes wide and jaws dropped, I strutted off to my next class.

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P.S. Yes I know that Bella is extremely OOC but that's the whole point!

And it's fun to see her extremely rebellious side ;)