Annabeth's POV

I wanna breath you in like a vapor
I wanna be the one your remember
I want to feel your love like the weather
All over me
All over me

I was just minding my own business, exchanging books at my locker, when some asshole rudely interrupted my music.

"Hey,"

I pulled out my earbuds and turned to face whoever thought it was okay to disturb me. I turned and was met with ice cold blue eyes. The boy had sandy blonde hair, and an eerie scar running along the right side of his face from his jaw to his eyebrow. He was accompanied by three much larger guys. Normally, someone would be intimidated. But, I did not give a shit. "What do you want from me?" I asked with a bored expression.

"Hm. Cut right to the point. I like it."

"Look, you're making this encounter a lot longer than it has to be, and I don't appreciate it. Once again, what do you want?" I asked a bit more aggressively.

"Alright. I was hoping that you would hang out with me." He kept a completely calm expression despite my agitated tone. "We can hang at my place. Snacks, drinks."

I burst out hysterically laughing. "Oh wow." I said as I wiped under my eyes. The boy took on a more appalled expression. "Why on earth would I hang out with you?" I asked, still smiling from how funny that was.

"Because. I'm popular and I'm hot."

I cracked up again. "Okay, let me just tell you, I have more dignity than to go out with some arrogant, conceited asshole. So nice try, but not in a million years." I turned and closed my locker prepared to walk away.

"Fine. Slut."

I froze. He actually just called me a slut. I turned around, my face set in a hard glare. He grew uneasy under my gaze. "You just made a very big mistake." My words were just over a whisper.

The boy looked confused at first, but also scared. I took a step forward and kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. He doubled over, grabbing his crotch. I took this opportunity to punch him in the face. I sent a right hook straight to his jaw. He fell over onto the floor. I kneeled down in front of him as he gasped in pain. "Bother me again, and I'll do much worse." I spoke quietly, conveying a dangerous tone. I stood up and walked off. I just then realized the crowd around us.

He managed to say one last thing as I walked off. "Asshole!" This didn't bother me, I knew I was an asshole. It's one of my best traits. I simply held up the middle finger as I walked down the hallway. I made eye contact with that Jackson kid as I walked off. His face conveyed one emotion; respect. I simply nodded at him and kept walking.

I could here the boy's friends pointing out how I had just roasted him. I smirked at this.

Realization set in as my priority of beating that asshole up was no longer primary. I had math class. With the most infuriating teacher in all of Goode High; Mr. Defidion.

Wish me luck.

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"So you didn't do your homework because you were hanging out with friends?"

"Yep." I popped the 'p'. This was about the fifth time that Mr. Defidion had said it. I mean, you'd think he would understand it by now, but apparently not.

"I doubt that." He said.

"And I doubt you're not a virgin." I retorted. A couple in the class snickered.

Mr. Defidion's glare burnt straight through me, by I returned it with my own death stare. "I'll let that one slide, because you already have a week's detention." He said. "But I want this done and on my desk by Friday." He said.

I sighed. "Of course, Your Majesty." I said sarcastically. A few more in the class giggled. Mr. Defidion walked back to his desk. I looked around and saw Jackson smirking and shaking his head at me. I smirked and rolled my eyes, turning to face back to the front.

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Everybody's got their demons
Even wide awake or dreaming
I'm the one who ends up leaving
To make it ok

I made my way to the cafeteria. I walked through the doors and decided that I should eat something. I got on line for food. I was just going to grab an apple, so I didn't bother taking a tray. I turned and pulled my earbuds out of my ears when someone talked on my shoulder.

I raised an eyebrow at the Barbie doll wannabe standing in front of me, along with her little posse. She had long, straight black hair, and appeared to be Asian. Her black high heels only brought her to be an inch shorter than me; she was a very petite person. She wore a mini skirt that was a bit too 'mini'. Her makeup was caked on; thickly layered lipstick, foundation, eyeliner, and mascara. She wore a black blazer and had a little purse, held by perfectly manicured hands. In other words, she was probably the most extra girl in all of New York City. And her cronies weren't dressed too differently. Everyone's eyes followed them. They must be your basic bitch popular girls. Lovely.

"Can I help you?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Hi. Look. I know that you're new here, but I just thought that I'd let you know that this is my school, and don't even think of taking it over." Her voice was extremely high and possibly the most irritating thing that I have ever heard in my entire life. And that's saying something, considering I have Helen for a step-mother.

I burst out laughing. "Oh my God. Look. I'm not here to 'steal your school' or whatever so, you can take your basic bitch self and crew away from me. Thank you for your cooperation." I smiled at them fakely.

The girl scoffed. "Did you just disrespected me? Do you know who I am?"

"Yes. I did just put you in your place. And no, I don't know who you are. But quite frankly, I don't give a shit." I stared at her blankly.

But of course, she told me anyway. "I am Drew Tanaka. The most popular girl in this school." She seemed angry now. Not that I cared. I continued to stare at her with a bored expression.

When she saw how unimpressed I was, her dark eyes fired up in fury. She reached for a drink on a table next to us, and started to raise the cup over me. Difficult task, considering how short she is. I grabbed the cup before she could do anything.

"Okay. We're gonna put this down." I pulled it from her grasp and placed it at another table, far away from her. "Look. You're lucky that I stopped you just then. If you had gone any farther, things would not have ended well for you." I said.

She scoffed.

"I hope that your day is as pleasant as you are. Oh wait, but that would mean a day in the fiery depths of hell. Well, I hope your day is as close enough to that as possible. Bye now." I turned to walked out of the cafeteria, leaving Drew and her minions speechless. I grabbed an apple on my way out. She started to say how I would 'regret this day' as I neared the doors. I simply stuck up the middle finger, not bothering to turn around.

I put my earbuds back in and walked to the bleachers. I've had to deal with three too many assholes today. And was about to have to deal with a fourth.

My girlfriend's bitchin' cause I always sleep in
She's always screaming when she's calling her friends
She's kinda hot though
Yeah she's kinda hot though

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Authors note

Guys. Go read Roommates by mxryykxtechiara it's a really good story and I would def recommend, especially if you like my stories. Anyways, thanks for all the reads!! Don't forget to comment, vote, etc. thanks and love you guys!!
-bella💕