Here's my disclaimer: I do not own Daughters of the moon or any of the characters from the books. I only own my characters that I created.
It was the next morning already. I vaguely remembered the night before. We had finally gotten into Los Angeles and the lights woke me up briefly, but soon my eyes adjusted and I dozed off again. When we had gotten to my dad's house he woke me up and I barely made it into the house before crashing on his living room couch. It was late at night and I had school the next morning. I would have waited until Friday to come, but my mom was eager to get me out of the house. No doubt she would tell her co-workers and friends that I had wanted to go to my dad's so bad that I left on a Monday afternoon. I knew I should have slept on the bed he had given me, but I had to go to school in a couple of hours and I didn't want to stay up any later trying to situate the bed until I was comfortable enough to sleep again.
I had woken up a few hours later and pulled myself off the couch. I smiled when I walked into my new bedroom – an office that my dad had cleared out so that I could have my privacy. My bags were sitting in the middle of the floor. He had taken the liberty to bring them in late last night while I was passed out on his couch. I opened the bag and pulled out an outfit that I had packed at the top of my suitcase for today specifically.
The one I had chosen was a black mini skirt that went half-way down my thighs with dark purple leggings that went all the way down past my favorite clunk boots. My shirt was a dark purple tight tanktop. I didn't need to worry that it was January already because here in L.A. it was almost always hot. I pulled a brush through my hair and grabbed a pair of net gloves with the fingers cut off. I brushed my teeth quickly and used my mouthwash. It was a simple for me to decide everything to so because I had imagined several times. I had been waiting for the day when I would have to be the scary one until I trusted someone enough to show my true self to them. I quickly finished my routine and pulled out my make-up bag. I only used a few items from it; one of my dad's sisters was a beauty consultant and kept me well-stocked with cosmetics. I pulled out my eyeliner and ran it underneath my eyes. Pulling out the liquid eyeliner I applied some on my eyelid by my lash-line. Finally I applied some thick mascara.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. This was definitely an abnormal look for me, but I hadn't grown up with these people like I had with the kids at my mom's. I would have to push them away before I let them get close. I ignored the feeling of my stomach jumping up and down. It's just another school, there's no need to be nervous. I don't have to prove anything to these people. I kept telling my self this, but a part of me still didn't believe it.
My dad had to go to work early in the mornings. He had made a change in his schedule for my arrival. He went to work an hour earlier in the mornings and worked more days each week so that he could eat dinner with me at nights. It was his idea of giving me some stability and a schedule. I knew the schedule to follow though even without his help. Get up, get ready, go to school, come home, do homework, dinner, and then bed. It was simple enough for me. For a fleeting moment I wished for something that would change that schedule into something more exciting. I ignored the idea after I thought about it. Finding something interesting here would likely prove futile.
I grabbed a granola bar out of the cupboard before I walked out the door, making sure to lock it on my way out. I had the key in my pocket. And if I lost or forgot it I knew where the spare was. My dad hadn't been smart enough to think about moving it around once in a while in that last three years. I walked down the street until I got to a main road and sat down on the bench waiting for the city bus. When it finally came I got on paying the fee and finding an empty seat in the back.
I pulled out my iPod and put in the earphones. I pushed random on one of my playlists. It put on "Nobody's listening" by Linkin Park. I leaned my head back letting the loud music drown out the noises around me. There was a girl sitting towards the middle who stared at me as if I were something to be frowned at. I glared back at her, but she didn't look away. She stared at me like I was a freak, which I'm sure to her I was. I ignored her anyways and looked out my window. Looking scary was one thing actually being scary was something I would have to learn slowly.
When I got to the school I ignored the odd looks coming from people around me. I pretended not to notice when people moved out of my way to let me get through and the disgusted looks coming from a group of really preppy girls. I walked up to the main office and the receptionist handed me a map of the school, a list of my classes, and a paper for all my teachers to sign saying I was actually going to school. I barely noticed my music still blaring in my ears except that it made it easier not to hear what people were whispering about me as I walked by.
I got to the locker I had been assigned and opened it. I hadn't brought a backpack or anything, just the pencil in my pocket. I looked at the empty locker before shutting it. There was a tap on my shoulder and I turned to see a boy standing behind me. He looked like a bookend and I pulled one of my earphones out to hear what he would say.
"So, you're the new girl huh?" He asked staring at me.
"Yeah, I guess." I answered indifferently. I wasn't sure how many 'new girls' came to a big school like this in the middle of the year but I was sure it couldn't be that rare. He was probably just playing off the fact that he didn't recognize me, hoping it would get him lucky.
"Cool, maybe you and I could get together sometime." He said giving me a suggestive leer. I was right of course and something about that gave me confidence. If I could judge the first person I met this well maybe it would be easier than I thought.
I gave the boy a disgusted look and walked away. I felt his eyes on my retreating figure. I had been trying to scare everyone away and so far only succeeded in bringing myself to the attention of a pig.
"You don't know what you're missing!" He finally called out to me. I lifted my hand up in the air with all but two fingers down. Maybe he would get the message that I wasn't interested.
All my classes were boring and they all seemed the same. I gave my paper to the teacher; they signed it and gave me a seat. Somewhere during their lesson they would call my name for a question to see how educated I was or maybe just checking to see if I was listening. After I got the answer right they would leave me alone and call on the people who they knew weren't listening or they knew could answer the question.
Finally I was released me to lunch and I hurried out of the classroom. I walked into the cafeteria and looked around at all the kids there. People of all different groups were sitting at their own tables. I had no table to sit at and part of me fell a little at the idea of eating my lunch in a disgusting bathroom. Luckily I was saved as a girl noticed me and motioned me to come over to them. I gave her a questioning look and then pointed to myself, unsure if maybe she was just motioning to behind me or something. She simply nodded her head smiling at me the whole time. I walked over to her and stopped at the edge of her table.
The girl who had motioned me over had straight, light brown hair that went just past her shoulders. I looked around at the others sitting at the table. There were four other girls and two other guys at the table. They all looked different from each other except that the five girls had the same necklace on. It was a moon pendant and I wondered what it meant.
"So you're the one we've heard so much about." The girl with long straight hair said smiling at me.
"Probably," I replied nonchalantly.
"Well, I'm Catty," She gave me a warm smile and gestured to the four girls at her side. "This is Vanessa, Tianna, Jimena, and Serena." All four girls said "Hi" after their name was spoken. "And that's Derek and Michael." She said gesturing to the two boys. They just waved and I momentarily raised my eyebrows to all of them in a gesture meant to be my way of saying hi.
The one called Serena spoke up before anyone else did. "Hey we're going to Planet Bang tonight, do you want to come with us? It'll be really fun." She said encouragingly. I barely knew this girl's name and she was inviting me some place tonight.
"What's Planet Bang?" I asked skeptically.
"It's a club and it's open to minors on Tuesdays and Fridays so lots of kids our age will be there. You wanna come with us?" Serena gave me a pleading look and I found it hard to resist what the girl offered. A nice night out seemed like exactly what I needed.
"Count me in." I said giving her a small smile. "So do you mind if I ask why you just all of a sudden invited me to party with you?"
The one called Vanessa shrugged and answered with a simple statement. "We just figured we'd give you half a chance in a place like this." I nodded still not completely trusting what they said and wondering if they were setting me up for something. Vanessa just moved over and gave me some room offering me the new seat next to her. I sat down and stared at them oddly. They all stared back and I decided it would be better to just look at my unappetizing food.
A/N: As always let me know what you think ^_^