First Day of Hell

Alley POV

I applied a little red lipstick then blotted my lips taking a final turn in the mirror. I had a white crop top on that covered my shoulders and sat right above my waistline. My blue pleated skirt was a little on the short side but didn't show any of my ass.

It was perfectly in line with what Derek and Christian deemed as appropriate attire. The heels on the other hand, they were going to lose their shit over.

I rolled my eyes thinking about their reactions then pushed out my door. They weren't going to make me hide anymore. I'm not a slut, but I won't be a scared little mouse either. I needed to be me. I liked wearing skirts and dresses just as much as I liked jeans or even sweatpants.

"Seriously!" Derek said, shaking his head at my outfit.

"Come on bro, I followed all your rules. No shoulders, tits, belly, or ass on display. So don't even dare tell me to change." I said crossing my arms trying to give him a don't fuck with me look. He was always the easier one to get over on.

"Fine, but not the heels. Way too high and unnecessary. Put on the cute flat black ones with little blue and white rhinestones. That would match perfectly." He said eyeing my outfit up and down approving his suggestion.

"I'm not trying to be stereotypical here but.... is your heightened fashion sense suggesting something?" I said mockingly, giving him a suspicious look.

"Fuck you! I like pussy and I can have plenty of chicks confirm that for you." He huffed out.

"Oh god, please no!" I said with a giggle. "Just so you know I would love you whether you like pussy or dicks, or even both." I gave him an air kiss as I turned to head back upstairs to change my shoes.

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I took a deep breath walking through Worthington High doors as I faced my second year of this hell called high school. Derek sensed my tension and grabbed my hand, giving it a little squeeze. "Remember Alley Cat just concentrate on the work and fuck everyone else. Soon we'll be out of here and never see any of their pathetic faces again."

I gave my brother a sincere smile with a nod. He always sensed how I was feeling and how to calm me. Sometimes it really was like having both a brother and a dad with him.

I saw out of the corner of my eye Christian stalking towards us. He was pissed and I was getting a little afraid. His temper was constantly out of control and since he was basically untouchable, he walked the halls like a fucking god. It was annoying as hell but a little satisfying that he was my best friend at the same time.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Christian spit out as he pushed Derek.

"Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Derek replied straightening his shirt. It wasn't a hard push as Christian would no more hurt Derek then he would me.

"You let her leave the house like this?" Christian said waving his hand up and down my body.

Here we go. Time for dad and dad to fight about what is acceptable for their little girl. I huffed and rolled my eyes. It was better to let them yell back and forth a bit. They would tire themselves out before laying into me.

"Are you fucking serious, Ace? She is barely showing any skin and I did make her change her shoes. She had like 10" heels on. Super cute sis, but a little hookery for high school." Derek gave me a little wink.

I winked back and pursed my lips kissing the air knowing he was purposely pissing him off more. Thankfully, Derek was on my side about this.

"Nice! I'm glad you think this is a joke. Every guy in this school will be looking at her like a piece of ass. You think they won't be trying to fuck her every chance they get?" Christian was pissed talking to Derek and ignoring me completely. Now I was getting annoyed.

"Uh, excuse me. A trashy piece of ass, but before they just looked at me like trash, so I guess I'm moving up in the world. Who gives a fuck anyways?" I said rolling my eyes.

Christian grabbed my arm and got right in face. "I give a fuck! You think everyone treating you like your nothing is bad, wait until you have guys kissing your ass trying to get in your pants. Trust me, they will sweet talk you then use you as fast as they can just to destroy you and move on to the next stupid girl willing to spread her legs."

I was livid that he would even suggest I was some slut just because I wore a skirt. Fuck that, I was pissed he thought I was just some stupid girl willing to spread her legs at the first guy to be nice to me.

I bent his fingers back that he wrapped around my arms and got even closer to his face. "And you would know wouldn't you. You two are the scum bags that would easily take advantage of one girl after the other. I'm not stupid and I'm not some slut, so fuck off!"

I pushed past him, bumping his shoulder as hard as I could. It hurt me more than him, but I was too pissed to let it show. My brother was no better just standing there letting him talk to me like that.

I tried three times before finally opening my locker and shoved my bag in. I slammed the door shut and stormed into first period. I was so pissed I knocked right into a hard chest. Instinctively I pushed the body away from me. "Fucking watch where you're going." I sternly said walking to a seat.

The boy put up his hands and backed away. "Sorry, but I'm pretty sure you walked into me."

I looked back at him giving him a cross look as I plopped down in a front row seat. He was cute but obviously from the upper side of town. Not that I thought any better of my side of town. Actually, I fucking hate everyone from Worthington including Christian and Derek right now.

"Wow, a little feisty this morning I see. You mind if I sit here, or will you punch me this time? Wouldn't want to upset the princess." He said approaching the chair next to me. I didn't even turn my head in his direction as he spoke. "Right, so not really a talker. Well, I'm Randy Davenport..."

The douchebag actually paused as if dropping his name meant anything to me. I was ready to punch him in the face just to release some of my anger which was definitely more towards the guys.

"Ok... well if you need a friend or help around school I'm here. I like the feisty girls." He arched his eyebrow giving me what I'm sure he thought was his sexy smile.

This idiot was exactly what Christian thought I would fall for. A hot rich guy giving me attention. He would be sucking up to me by the end of the week. Carrying my books, buying me lunch, checking if I was ok. Then he will ask me to go to the lake on Saturday to try and have his way with me. The next day he would forget I ever existed. That's when I thought of something much better for little Randy than punching him.

I think it is time all the guys in this school learned that they can be used just as easily. I took a deep breath, turning my face from a scowl to apologetic. "I'm sorry, that is really sweet of you. I had a bad morning and shouldn't be taking it out on you."

He raked his eyes up and down my body making me want to shiver in disgust. "Don't worry baby, I know it can be rough being the new girl at school, but you got me now."

I gave him a confused look which made him unsure how to react. Did this dipshit actually think I was new here? It took everything inside me not to laugh in his face.

"Thank you! I'm so flustered I forgot to bring a notebook or even a pencil to my first class. God, you must think I'm so stupid." I said giving him a little pout pretending to be embarrassed that he thought so little of me.

He looked down at my chest, lingering a few moments too long, then reached into his bag. I grinned ear to ear when he pulled out some paper and two pencils to set on my desk. That was too easy. I take back everything I said before. This year was going to be fucking epic.

I made it through the next two classes claiming a specific douchebag to torture in each. I got Damien to give me his chocolate in second period and Chris from third period to promise to save me a seat at lunch. Already I had an in-crowd table for fifth period, and I was on cloud nine.

As I walked to Latin class, I pulled out the rest of Damien's delicious gift of a Hershey bar to munch on. I was feeling a bit hungry, and nothing tasted better than sweet victory.

I have no idea what I'm doing but I already got a delicious candy bar and it's not even lunch yet. I know it's not very valuable, but I love chocolate. Either way I could give two fucks what any of those elite assholes thought or wanted from me.

As I was about to sit in the front row I was grabbed from behind and dragged to the side of the class by my arm. I was about to knee this asshole in the balls when I heard his voice slice through my ear. Fuck!