Chapter 1

I need a freaking fairy godmother!

Today was no fairy tale. I looked at myself in the mirror and tried to do those breathing exercises to help me relax. You know? The 'breathe in, breathe out' thing. However, it wasn't working. Damn it. I think I resembled a blowfish with all the huffing and puffing. Really unattractive, Rei, I thought. I groaned and launched myself back to bed. I stared at the ceiling, trying to calm myself.

What was wrong with me, you say? Why couldn't I relax at all? Well, for starters, it was my first day of school. And, I'm also new in town which means, starting all over again. And… I am pretty sure I won't like it here. Why? Because of HIM.

No, not Him from the Power Puff Girls. But yes, he's a devil, too. Him cannot compare to his sheer evilness and rotten personality. Cue sigh. I mentally cringed when I remembered what he said to me a week ago. Von, the devil incarnate himself, the HIM who I was talking about, said that he would make my life miserable. As if having Lance for a brother wasn't hell enough. Oh wait, if fairy tales do exist, then he would be the big, bad wolf. And I would be the little pig that got gobbled up. Crap. Why did we have to move here in this stupid, godforsaken place? Oh, because of Dad's promotion. Right. Let's blame it all to that.

"Rebecca Taylor!" I winced when I heard my mom scream. "You better come down right this instant or I swear, I'll let you walk to school!"

I sighed. I hate my name. Definitely not what a mother would name a princess. And I was no princess. Mom must be really pissed if she called me by my full name. I glanced at the clock and jumped out of bed. If I didn't hurry now, I would be really late.

I gave myself one last look in the mirror. I was wearing a black band shirt, skinny jeans, and black Converse high-tops. I'm a sucker for black so sue me! But I'm definitely not emo. More like punk! I'd like to say I have multiple piercings and a tattoo because that would sound cool, but I hate pain of all kinds, so there's no way I would have those. And my mom would definitely castrate me if I have those. And yes, castration applies to women, too. Just google it.

With my raven hair, slim body, an abysmal lack on the chest part, and 5'5" height, I guess I passed as your average teenage girl. I blew my bangs away from my eyes as I grabbed my black backpack, okay maybe I'm a little obsessed with the black thing, and sprinted down to the kitchen.

"Where are Dad and Lance?" I asked as I grabbed a sandwich and carton of milk from the table and hurriedly finished them. "And please don't call me Rebecca again."

"They took off early," my mom replied, ignoring my last statement and giving my outfit a disapproving look. "Lance didn't want to be late for his first day. You should learn from him."

I rolled my eyes. My older brother by a year, Lawrence Taylor or Lance for short, just went to school early so he could check out the ladies. I knew because he told me so himself. What a pervert.

"Are you done?" My mom gave me an impatient look. At 40, my mom was still looking great as ever with her raven hair, blue eyes and a height of 5'6". Lance and I inherited her hair color, but Lance got her blue eyes while I got Dad's green ones. At 43, Dad was still energetic and humorous as ever. He had auburn hair and a height of 6'0. Sad to say, I was the dwarf of the family, Lance being 6'1". However, I'd like to think that I was still a growing up girl so maybe there's still some hope for me after all.

"All done, your highness. Let's go!"

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as we were nearing school. Please God, I prayed fervently. Make that jerkface forgive and forget me. I swear I'll be a good girl from now on. Please. I'll even join the church choir or enter the nunnery. Just make Von ignore me for the rest of his pathetic life.

If I had a fairy godmother, I would be sure that everything was going to be alright with a single wave of her wand. But no, my life was no fairy tale. So, I resorted to prayers.

Unfortunately, God didn't heed my prayers.

I waved goodbye to my mom as I walked up the path to the school entrance. All around me were unfamiliar faces and I thought I was going to hurl. Making new friends were never my forte.

I glanced around nervously, thinking Von might pop out of nowhere to put a dark spell on me. If he kills me, that wouldn't be so bad, as long as he doesn't turn me into a talking donkey or a puppet. That would be so not cool.

I must have looked like an idiot to the others because I was running from one cover to the other. I hid behind a bush first and glanced around. No sign of Von. I moved hastily to a bench where two girls were chatting loudly about their summer flings. Still, no sign of Von. I feel like a ninja already. I continued this idiocy until I was in the school building. Looking back, I think I might have scared some freshmen out of their minds when I popped out in the midst of them.

I sighed in relief when he was still nowhere in sight. I dragged my feet to my locker to put my things inside it. I already have my new schedule and locker combination because Lance and I came yesterday so that we wouldn't seem like two lost puppies here in this brand new school. Gosh, I hope we wouldn't have to do introductions.

I had just closed my locker and turned to look for my 1st class when suddenly, two hands shot out of nowhere and pinned me against my locker. My heart did a somersault as I recognize who it was. Oh shit. It was Von.

"H-hello," I stuttered as I looked up to the face of my greatest nightmare. How can someone so devilishly handsome be mean and evil-streaked?

"We meet again, witch."

I gulped and looked at his eyes. They were a weird combination of blue and gray. With his height of 6'3, he practically towered over me. Talk about a prey being cornered by the predator. I feel like Bambi who was about to be eaten by the lion and everyone would just stare thinking this was another nature show and they could learn from it. I hate those shows. They were really cruel.

"Well, this is kinda getting romantic but can you, uh, let go?" I asked meekly, trying to push him away.

But the bastard only grinned cockily and I wanted to punch him but thought better of it. He might not think twice and strangle me. And I love life too much to let that happen.

I heard whispering and my face flared up. The other students were looking at us, probably wondering who the new girl was and what she had done to deserve Von's anger. I had kind of figured already that Von was one of the demi-gods of the school because of his looks and wealth. Those were the hints of being popular.

Then, I spotted Lance and I felt a surge of hope. Maybe he'll help me. After all, I'm his one and only sister. Maybe he'll tell Von to fuck off and even throw a punch of two. Ignoring the ditzy blonde beside him, I tried to get this attention.

"Lance!" I called out.

Von turned to where I was looking but didn't release me. Lance looked up and saw us. He grinned and walked towards us, Blondie in tow. Bet you a dollar that he was going to brag about this tonight. He just can't get over the fact that he was 'hot' and the ladies fawn over him.

"Oh, hey guys!" he said cheerfully. "Nice to see that you're getting along nicely." I shot him a look of disbelief but he continued on, this time addressing Von, "Meet you at the skate park later, Von." And with that he waved goodbye and continued to walk away, not caring at all for his little sister being in grave danger.

My eyes widened in alarm. That traitor! And he calls himself my brother? I swear I'll disown that idiot. Von smirked as he looked at Lance's retreating back. I tried hard not to whimper and pushed him again. But he was really, really strong. It's like I was pushing a wall! I can even feel his abs against my hand. Oh, my gosh.

"There goes your savior, witch," he mused before turning back to me, "Oh right, where was I?"

Von narrowed his eyes at me, his sandy brown hair falling over his eyes. I panicked.

"Oh, come on, Von!" I wailed, trying to push him away with all my strength. "That was practically ages ago! I apologized didn't I?"

"Yeah! After punching me on the face."

"But it was your damn fault, you stupid perv!" I half-yelled then shut my mouth. He pursed his lips angrily. Oh my fairy godmothers, what have I done to deserve this?

Luckily, the bell rang, signaling that classes were going to start. The onlookers started to disperse, chattering among themselves about what they had just witnessed. Von reluctantly let me go. I sighed in relief then was about to power walk away from there when he grabbed me again. I nearly had a heart attack.

"See you after school, Rei," he growled threateningly. "And don't even think about escaping."

I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. "Ooh... I'm so scared. What are you going to do if I don't appear, big boy?" I said, trying to appear brave. But I was practically shaking and he noticed that.

"I'll leave it to your imagination, Rei," he smirked, "Just know that you can never escape me."

I blanched. With another smirk in my direction, he walked off.

Author's Note:

hey guys! To those who have read this before, I'd like you to know that I'm editing it. He he. I'm just bored and being mentally blocked from continuing my other story, which is Ice Melts for Love, I guess I have to do this. Ha ha!

To new readers, do review. Thanks! chu~