Kind or Cruel?

Kind or Cruel?

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

===JUST A STORY CONJURED UP IN MY BOOK OF THOUGHTS=== An idea, nothing too flashy or important. Anyway, here goes nothing. ~Alana Cyrus is a lost and independent girl. Her brother left her, her father abandoned her and her mother hates her. All her friends left behind and forgotten each time she moved. The only person she had ever depended on was her grandfather. But when she turned 16, he passed on. He left his Laney all alone to fight in a cruel world. All Laney wants is to get the hell away from her mother. But she can't until she turns 18. She's counting down the days till her birthday. She was dying to leave. So it didn't make sense that a part of her wanted to stay. But why? Fate can be either kind or cruel. In Laney's case, it was both. ~

Summary

===JUST A STORY CONJURED UP IN MY BOOK OF THOUGHTS===
An idea, nothing too flashy or important. Anyway, here goes nothing.
~Alana Cyrus is a lost and independent girl. Her brother left her, her father abandoned her and her mother hates her. All her friends left behind and forgotten each time she moved. The only person she had ever depended on was her grandfather. But when she turned 16, he passed on. He left his Laney all alone to fight in a cruel world.
All Laney wants is to get the hell away from her mother. But she can't until she turns 18. She's counting down the days till her birthday. She was dying to leave. So it didn't make sense that a part of her wanted to stay. But why?
Fate can be either kind or cruel.
In Laney's case, it was both.
~

Chapter1 (v.1) - New Beginnings

Author Chapter Note

===JUST A STORY CONJURED UP IN MY BOOK OF THOUGHTS=== An idea, nothing too flashy or important. Anyway, here goes nothing. ~Alana Cyrus is a lost and independent girl. Her brother left her, her father abandoned her and her mother hates her. All her friends left behind and forgotten each time she moved. The only person she had ever depended on was her grandfather. But when she turned 16, he passed on. He left his Laney all alone to fight in a cruel world. All Laney wants is to get the hell away from her mother. But she can't until she turns 18. She's counting down the days till her birthday. She was dying to leave. So it didn't make sense that a part of her wanted to stay. But why? Fate can be either kind or cruel. In Laney's case, it was both. ~

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 28, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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"Alana, your late for fucking school!" The devil spawn screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

"Im up!" I yelled back, rolling over in bed. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand to check the time. 8:07pm. Yup, I'm late. I groaned inwardly.

"Get the fuck out then!" Gladly bitch.

Climbing out of bed, I walked into my bathroom, quickly showered and brushed my teeth. With a towel wrapped around me, I walked toward my closet and pulled out red skinny jeans, a black tank, a maroon leather jacket and patterned socks. Quickly changing, so I don't have to spend another minute in this shithole, I quickly throw on my black boots, grab my school bag, phone, wallet and laptop and I descended the stairs.

As I headed toward the front door, I passed the kitchen island where she was seated with her play toy of the night with eggs on toast and coffee. How much I would kill for a coffee right now.

"Why do you dress like a dude?" She said disgusted. "You look ugly. I can't believe your my daughter."

"Neither can I." I spat.

"What did you just say to me?" I didn't bother answering her, I just headed out the door, away from that thing that gave birth to me and her creepy toy. I've always felt a tinge of sympathy for the people that put up with her. Just a teeny tiny bit. Smaller than an ants butt.

I unlocked my gray Jeep Grand Cherokee and hopped in the passenger seat. I placed my things on the floor in front of me and dug through the glove compartment for my spare brush. Thankfully, I found it and brushed out any tangles from my waist long auburn hair. My hair was in it's natural soft waves and almost completely dry. I found my maroon beanie in the backseat so I threw that on since the weather is turning to absolute shit now. Once I was satisfied, I put a bit of lip gloss on then slid in to the driver seat.

Another first day of school. Let's do this Laney. I thought to myself.

Starting the car, I pulled out of the driveway and drove to Ridgewell High School. I caught sight of the kitchen's curtain move before I pulled away. The evil woman was standing there glaring at me. I stuck my hand out the window and gave her the finger before driving off.

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I pulled up in Ridgewell High School's parking lot. It was completely deserted of students beside the couple of jocks sitting smoking like it's legal for the bastards. They are either too high to care what they're doing or point blank, they just don't give a fuck.

I grabbed my bag and got out of the car, locking it before heading toward the entrance where the idiots were smoking on the steps. When I was in their line of vision, they begun pushing at each others shoulder while keeping their eyes on me.

"Hey gorgeous. What's your name?" The black haired boy smirked. I had to admit, these guys were good looking. They were masculine and hot. The brown haired one had more of a baby face though, but they had the same hazel eyes. Maybe their players of the school? Brothers, perhaps?

I was contemplating whether I should answer or not. It is my first day and I could do with some friends, so why not? It's not like we'll be staying for long anyway. Not with the way my NOT loving mother handles things. She can't handle the truth. She screws anything with a penis. Preferably rich and married men who's wives want to see her burn in hell.

I might as well make the most of my time here.

"Laney. Yours?" I stood two feet in front of them.

"Im Max. This is my twin Calvin." The black haired boy held out his hand to shake before gesturing to his brown haired twin. Ha, I was right!

"So, what are you doing outside? You do realize you could get caught and they could call your parents, right?" I took a seat in the small spot left between them

.

"As long as you don't snitch." Max narrowed his eyes. I held up my hands in surrender.

"Hey, I don't snitch! But I’m guessing this isn't the first time you've done this."

"Only everyday!" He beamed. Curiously, I glanced over at Calvin. He hasn't spoken a word. He was just staring at me. I was a little creeped out. Before I could say anything, Max speaks up for him.

"Don't mind him, he's the shy one." He teased. "Takes a while for him to warm up to strangers. So don't label him as a creep yet. He's pretty chill." Max defended his brother. Cute.

I nodded slowly. "Understandable."

“So gorgeous, you want to go out some time?" Max huskily said.

"Nah, I’m good." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Great. I'll pi-wait. Did you just say no?" Max looked shocked at my answer. He is a player. Lane - 2.

"Yeah, problem?" I stood up, dusting off my bottom

"No ones ever turned me down before." He whispered more to himself.

"There's a first for everything. Excuse me." Assface.

I walked past them and up the steps. I heard one of them say 'idiot' followed by a thud.

Stepping through the door as it blows shut by the chilly wind, first impression is...bored. It's just another ordinary school with blue lockers lined up against the walls of the halls, black and white tiled floors, doors with one window lining the halls. Nothing interesting.

Walking toward the office door, I push it open. There were three more doors opposite the entrance, a desk counter sort of thing where the office lady with the kind smile was standing behind, a couple of couches, a coffee table with magazines on it, a few plants and some chairs along the wall filled with, I'm guessing, the 'cool' kids. Ignoring the stares, I walked toward the lady with the kind smile.

"Hi. Alana Cyrus. It's my first day today." I introduced myself.

"Well aware Miss Cyrus." She smiled as she dug through the paperwork on the counter. She pulled out a couple of papers; timetable, a list of necessities, rules, yadda yadda yadda. "Here you go. Now, homeroom is already over and we're," She glance at her watch before looking back at me with disapproval. "23 minutes in first period." I just shrugged.

"Come on, I'll show you to your class." The lady went to stand up but I stopped her.

I smiled. "It's okay, you don't have to. But if you could direct me, that would be much appreciated."

After getting directions to my locker which happens to be on the same hall as my Calculus class, I bid the lady goodbye and trotted on down the school halls.

Ha! Trotted. That's a good one.

Before I could shut the door behind me, the lady called for me.

"Yeah?" I turned to face her.

"You didn't happen to see two boys outside, did you? Black and brown haired twins? Hazel eyes? Hearts of gold?" Ahh, so Max wasn't lying when he said 'only everyday.’

"Nope. I didn't see anyone." She seemed to study me before dismissing me.

"Okay."

As I turned the corner of the designated hall, I didn't know what to put into my locker so I just walked past it toward Calculus class. The door was closed so that's fine. Instead of going in like a normal student, I looked through the window at my fellow class mates instead. Strangely, they were all paying attention. Why so strange, you ask? Because it's something I've never seen in my life. Every single set of eyes were facing the front and they actually looked interested. Curiously, I look toward the front of the room and feel like I just died and gone to sexy men heaven. Damn, if that's the kind of teachers we get here, this is going to be the best time of my life.

Mr McHottie stood no taller than 6'4" with dark brown, almost black hair. I couldn't see his eyes but I bet they were sexy. He was wearing a white button down shirt, hugging his body closely, but not too close where it would appear small on him. I could make out truly defined abs but not how many. And his arms. Oh my god, his arms! Heaven. He's also wearing black jeans and brown leather ankle boots. Don't even get me started on that beautifully sculpted ass of his. This guy is too fucking beautiful, it should be illegal.

You are under arrest for looking too damn sexy for your own good. Let me slap these cuffs on you so I could have my wicked way with you.

Hehe.

Would you pull your shit together! Your late an extra 7 minutes! My subconscious yells.

Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door making them all look toward it. Mr McHottie included. I was right. Oh my, those eyes. Those seductive silver eyes. Instead of waiting for permission to enter, I pushed the door open making it slam against the wall.

"Oops." I said sheepishly.

"Your late."

I smiled. "My apologies Mr Teacher, Sir. Took longer to wake up than usual.”

"Go wait outside until I tell you to come in." He turns back to face the class as they watch on in amusement.

Before he begins teaching again, I interrupted. "By 'outside', you mean the halls or outside, outside like the parking lot?"

He glares at me. "Yes, now out! Your disrupting my class."

Before he could turn away, I open my mouth again. "How long am I supposed to wait for? If you haven't noticed, it's freezing out."

"Get. Out." He spoke through clenched teeth. "I'll deal with you later." Asshole. There is no 'dealing' when it comes to me.

I snorted. I wanted to say something, but held my tongue. Without waiting for a response, I walked out, accidentally slamming the door closed on my way. Making my way back down the halls I came from, I decided I was going to grab something to eat before coming back for my next class. All I'm wondering is whether I'm going to be kept waiting for my next class or if I'm going to be given a detention for my last. I don't give a fuck. Beats having to go home.

I could really do with some coffee though.


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