The principle of Jackson Ville High School sighed as he looked at the file on his desk. The secretary had just came in and placed the file on his desk. She had said that one of the students was acting up again. To be more specific, the student who’s file was on his desk. He opened the file to see the offence this time.

Name: Leontine (Leo) Simons

Sex: Female

Age: 15

Parents/Guardians: Lea Highberg and Mark Highberg

GPA: 4.0

Offence: Punched James Ryan

He sighed and called the secretary in.

“Loretta, please call Ms. Simons down, along with Mr. Ryan.” He stated calmly as Loretta walked back to her desk in the office.

“Leo Simons and James Ryan please come down to the office right away. Thank you.” Was heard threw out the school. Why did Leo ALWAYS have to pick a fight with someone? But you see, she always had a motive. She never just goes and picks some random fight when she feels like. No, someone always puts her up to it. She would be the perfect student if everyone just stopped. Just then Loretta came in.

“Mr. Bryan, Leo and James is here. Do you want me to send them in individually?” She asked knowing how it would end up if we put them in the same room.

“Yes, send in Leo first.” He replied rubbing his temples. Within seconds, Leo walked in. She had on all black. A black hooddy, a black shirt, and faded jeans. Her dark blonde hair fell straight to he shoulders. The under layer had been dyed black along with a few strands dyed in random places. She wore it parted down the middle with random pieces falling in her face.

~Leo’s POV~

“Yes Mr. Bryan?” I ask TRYING to be nice.

“Have a seat, Ms. Simons.” He said gesturing to the chair. I sat.

“Leo, as always I’m guessing you have a reasonable reason as to why you hit James.” He said implying a question.

“He said some things about my parents. My real parents. Not Lea and Mark.” I replied letting my head hang. HA! He thinks that I care what James has to say about me. This trick ALWAYS works.

“All right, just don’t do it again. I mean it this time!” he told me like THAT would work. I left saying think you and a good bye. I was just about to go back to class when the bell rang. I had my stuff with me so I left for my locker. I got to my locker and smirked at the person at the locker beside mine. Dakota Taylor, my worst enemy and neighbor. The idiot has brown hair about to his ears. It was always messy. Today he had on his favorite black t-shirt that said ‘Lady Killer’ in big bloody letters, and some jeans. I walked up behind him.

“Hey DICK-kota.” I said still smirking. He turned to me.

“Oh, hey man-woman.” He said smirking at me. I glared. I moved to get to my locker and he moved in front of me. I moved again, he followed. I allowed a low growl pass through my lips. I grabbed his shirt, and threw him into the lockers across the hall. I got into my locker and smirked as I passed Dakota. I then spotted Addie and ran to catch up with her. She had black, straight hair that reached her mid back. Through out her hair were dark red streaks in random places. She had on black skinny jeans with a ‘Drowning Pool’ shirt. We both stopped in the middle of the hall.

“Well, they” I started singing Blood by My Chemical Romance. She then joined in singing.

“Encourage all complete cooperation.” We sung at the top of our lungs walking arm in arm down the hall way getting some weird looks.

“Send ya roses when they think ya need to smile!

And I can’t control myself because I don’t know how

and they love me for it honestly I’ll be here for a while…

So give them BLOOD!

BLOOD!

Gallons of the stuff!

Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough!

So give them blood!

Blood!

Blooood!

Grave a glass because it’s about to be a flood!

A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.

They can fix me proper with a bit of luck!

The doctors and the nurses they adore me so!

But It’s quite alarming cuz I’m such an awful fucckk!

I.

Gave.

You.

Blood!

Blood!

Gallons of the stuff.

I gave you all that you can drink

and it has never been enough.

I gave you blood!

Blood!

Blooood!

I’m.

The.

Kind Of human wreckage that you love!” We finished and came to a stop at the door.

“See Ya Addie!” I yelled waving good bye and leaning on the wall. I was waiting for Dakota. Why? Well ask Lea. She’s my foster mom. You see, Lea and Julie, Dakota’s mom, are the best of friends. We also just happen to live next to them. My theory, Lea hates me, and is out to make my life a living hell. Yep, that has to be it. I closed my eyes trying to remember the lyrics to ‘What’s my Age Again’ by Simple Plan. I got to ‘I said I was the cops and your husband’s in jail. This state looks down on sodomy’ when I felt arms around me. No, I don’t have a boyfriend. No, I am not super pretty even thou I dress the way I do, and I have all the guys trying to get me. In fact, all the guys at this school always say things about my real parents to piss me off. That ends in a fight. Every kid in this god forsaken school knows this. Anyway, I knew who it was. Dakota. He does this to me all the time. Trying to gross me out. But, this time I have a counter attack. He was hugging me from the front so I didn’t have to turn around. I opened my eyes to be staring over a shoulder. I smirked and hugged back. Within seconds, he had pulled back with he’s eyes were as wide as Big Foot’s tires (1).

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WOO! Ok tell me what you think. I’ll still update No More Sorrow.

(1)A monster truck with some HUGE wheels. A grown man can stand up inside the RIM of the tire their that big!