students filed into the home room as i stood near my teacher. my grey wasnt my homeroom teacher but he is my maths teacher. i watched shyly as all the students sat down and the teacher stood next to me.

" alright class. today we have a new student all the way from alaska " she then turns to me. " would you care to introduce yourself? " i stood forward as everyones eyes honed in on me.

" hi. im lolita blackwell " i watch as everyones eyes either widen or slit. one boy scoffs and leans back.

" not buying it " he had a cocky look to him and i instantly decided i didnt like him. i shrugged at him and put a hand on my hip.

" i dont care if you do or dont. it doesnt make a difference to me " i mutter. he seemed to have heard because his face turned sour and he sat back up.  the teacher pointed me to a seat so i sat down and started my work for the day

---time skip: lunch time---

it had started already, i was being alienated. i sat alone at my lunch table. people kept whispering my name and sending me horrible glances. i couldnt take it anymore so i stood up, dumped my lunch and walked out to the front of the school and sat down with my book and put my headphones on, cranking holywood undead up. in the end i gave up with my book and just sat back and closed my eyes as i let the music play.

i dont know how much time passed and i really wouldnt care if i was just left alone. my shoulder burned in pain and i felt the pavement catch me in its painful arms. my headphones clatter to the ground and i watch as my phone smashes into small peices. i look up slowly to see the faces of three girls, all of them held resentment in their eyes. i let out a breath and lowered my head as i felt the blows start to pummel me. my arms gave out and i flopped down onto my belly as their hits blinded me.

" hey! leave her alone! " i heard a voice yell before another agonising blow struck the back of my head and everything seemed to slip into an abyss of darkness.

---time skip [another?]---

it was cold, really cold. but it fet kind of nice. i sit up slowly and look around, i blink. i was on a sofa in the middle of a warehouse, whats worse, theres some major red head sitting on a camping chair by a small fire. as i sit up more i let out a groan, its been a while since ive been pummeled i almost forgot the feeling of it.

" your awake " the man grumbles lightly. he looks over slightly, his dark red eyes piercing into my soul. i look away from him quickly, and wince from the sudden movement.

" who are you and why am i here? " i ask in a grudging tone. he chuckles dryly.

" well arent you a fiesty one "