(The drawing that you see is my own oc, so I'd appreciate you do not copy this character.)

(Also Darcey is the one in red.)

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(Raven's POV)

"Fuck, when will this day ever end?" I lean back in my chair, stretching out my arms and back. It was 10 minutes till school let out and it was Friday, so I was getting irritable. "What do I have planned for tonight?"  I asked myself as I sat back up. I reached into my black bag for my day-planner. "Tonight is the perfect time to put my plan into action." I said with a devilish smile. "HAHAHAHA!!! Oh look, does the little freak have something important happening?" She cried. "Oh great, here we go." I thought. I didn't need to turn to see who it was, because I already new. , just your typical, preppy, stuck-up, white trash, high school slut. Along with her gang of groupie following close behind her.

"Oh Darcey, you're so funny. Too think that the freak actually had something important." Said the first groupie. The other groupies laughed at the comment and walked off with Darcey leading the way. As they walked out the final bell rang. I grabbed my stuff and headed out. "Oh I haves plans, Darcey Holifield. You'll soon know that. Very soon."

As I walked down the main hallway, every student and faculty stopped and stared. I could make out a few whispers, but why even bother, they're always the same. 'Oh no. It's her.', 'Oh shit it's her', 'Just don't make eye-contact', 'Are you crazy? Don't look her, one wrong look and she could easily kill the both of us.'

"Another day at school and the halls are all filled with fear." I said to myself, passing glares at everyone. Well, it's been like this since freshman year so I guess that's to be expected.

You may be asking, 'What happened freshmen year?', well I'll tell you. It was on the third week of school is when the fights started. Reasons for the fights? There were many reasons, but most were your usual high school bullying, reasons for the bullying? You can ask around and they'll given you the same answer, 'I'm in no way normal. In any shape or form.' Lastly, what would cause an entire school to classify a single student as "not normal"? Here are the top three:

My eyes. My eyes are Heterochromia, which means I have two different colored eyes. But they're not your typical blue, green, brown, or hazel color. Well, at least that's the case with my right eye. My left eye is a crystal blue and my right eye is like a sunbeam yellow or a shade of gold.

My so called "weird obsession" with blood and the human body.

My strength.

My strength is the biggest reason for the fights. I have an un-human like strength, during my weight training class, I discovered that I could easily bench more than 300 lbs. So you imagine what that could do to a human face. But of course that's only my reputation at school, I'm actually a really kind person outside of school, but of course no one would know if they don't bother of even asking.

Now you would think that a eightteen year old Junior would care if she's hating by everyone and that she has zero friends, and to be honest, that's how I like it, is to be alone and feared by others.