Tonight I'm dressed up in gold

You've got me fucked up and sold

You talk like you're famous

You're shameless

All Time Low- Shameless

Volturi, Isabella Marie

1st: History: Varner: 2-140

2nd: Coll. Eng. Comp.: Jenks: 2-120

3rd: Music: Volturi: 5-116

4th: Spanish: Jimenez: 2-160

Lunch

5th: Student Aide: Volturi: 5-116

6th: Student Aide: Jimenez: 2-160

7th: Free Period

Looking over the schedule in my hand, I sighed realizing I had mom and her best friend twice, and only one semester of English.

Walking out of the stuffy office I looked around the parking lot. When I got to where I parked this morning, I saw half of the male population surrounding my baby, a 1969 Dodge Charger in black with red interior and details. I worked on it by myself and finished it before I could even drive.

Arriving at the group, I looked around and said, "I wonder whose it is."

"Yeah, so do the rest of us." One of the boys said while grabbing at me.

"Look, Hands don't touch. Touching gets you hurt." I replied grabbing his hand and twisting.

Pulling my car key out of my pocket, I walk over to my car.

"What are you doing," I looked up at the admirers when I heard a feminine voice.

She was gorgeous. Long, waist length, straight, blonde hair, pretty, clear, ice blue eyes, perfect hourglass shape. She looked to be about 5'7". Looking at my car and back to her I said, "Uhm, getting my bag from my car?"

"Wait, this is yours?"

Confused I asked, "Uhm is it not supposed to be?"

She gasped and stared at me. Along with the rest of the guys.

Hands decided to choose that moment to speak up. So while walking towards me he out his arm around my shoulder and said, "Beautiful this car isn't yours. A brother's maybe, but it's not yours."

"Hands, remember our earlier encounter? Do you remember what to you?" I asked looking up at him.

"Sweetheart, I remember everything you say to me."

I snorted and rolled my eyes. Obviously he hasn't.

Laughing I grabbed the arm that was around my shoulder and lifted it while twisting it behind his back. Then I pulled him down to my eye level and said "Hands, remember when I told you don't touch because touching gets you hurt?"

He nodded.

"Good." I spun him around and punched him in the face. There was a sickening crunch.

"You broke my nose crazy bitch." He screamed.

The girl came out of her shock at that moment because she started laughing and said "No Mike you broke your own nose. She just happened to have her fist in the air when you fell."

Oh so Hands real name is Mike. Good to know I guess for further reference.

I turned back to my car to grab my bag and started to make my way to mom's room. I sat at her desk while she set up for the day.

"Shouldn't you be getting all the necessary papers to start?" she asked when I started helping her.

I pointed to her desk. "I did. I have a question though."

She sighed and motioned for me to sit with her at her desk. "Let's hear it."

"Why is my car such a big deal?"

"This is Forks High Isa." She laughed. "The fanciest car they've seen has been a toss-up between mine and dad's."

I nodded. "Cool. I broke someone's nose as a side note."

"Isabella the day hasn't even started." She scolded smacking my hand.

"He touched me." I said rubbing said hand. "Plus he told me my car wasn't mine."

The bell rang as I was speaking.

"Go to class." She laughed.

She kissed my cheek and I grabbed my pink slip and headed towards my first class.

And so it begins.

A/N: First chapter is done! Hopefully this version is easier to keep up with and there are fewer mistakes throughout.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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