You'd Better Hide the Bullets

"Scarlett, get up." I heard my mom pound on my door. I groaned loudly putting the pillow over my face.

"I'm up." I grumbled, falling back into a slumber. But that didn't last long as my door suddenly swung open and Kiera was unleashed on me.

I expected her to jump on me but nothing happened. My heart was nearly ripped out of my chest when suddenly Psychosocial by Slipknot began playing louder than I've ever heard my speakers go. I shot up and threw myself towards the iPod. "Scarlett get that music turned down now!" My mom shouted up the stairs. I tore the cable out of my iPod and the music cut short.

"You little shit." I threw a pillow at Kiera.

"Well maybe you shouldn't sleep in so late." She said sticking her tongue out at me. I rolled my eyes and pointed at my door for her to leave.

She did and left me to moan for the next ten minutes about how tired I was and that I didn't need school. I don't need it at all. But I got up anyway.

I put on a pair of ripped up skinny jeans and and a cut off blink 182 shirt with a tube top under neath it. My hair was wavy from sleeping on it so I just left it and applied so makeup to my face after washing it and my teeth. I was ready for the day, well I say ready but that only counts for the physical part of me. Mentally I was never going to be ready.

My feet slipped into my vans and I grabbed my backpack, car keys, iPod and iPhone off the bedside cabinet then skipped down my stairs. I found my mom, sisters and father at the breakfast bar having toast. "Good morning red." My dad looked up from his paper.

"Yo father." I said as I dropped my bag at the front door and walked over to the kitchen door. I sat down and grabbed my slice of toast and glass of orange juice.

We had the usual small talk that families do at breakfast. Kiera kept nudging me to talk to Alison but I really couldn't be bothered with it. She's a horrible person. "So I hope you have a lovely day at school girls, I'm off to work." My dad said getting up and putting his suit jacket on. We said bye and as soon as he left I stood up.

"Bye bitches." I saluted my mom who just rolled her eyes at me then I left the kitchen, grabbing my backpack and leaving the house. I got excited remembering I have a beautiful car to drive to school now.

I unlocked the door and jumped into the drivers seat, starting the ignition and blasting My Chemical Romance through the speakers. "I'm not okay, you wear me out." I sung along as I drove out of the driveway.

The drive to school was only around 10 minutes long so it wasn't like I was going to be late or anything. It just upped the odds that I'd run into Vic and his group of minions. I parked my car in the student parking lot and noticed Patrick get out of a pickup truck a few cars down. He looked over and noticed me waving like a dork. I walked over to him and smiled. "Hey Scarlett, how are you today?" He asked me. I couldn't help but smile a little at how perky he is in the morning.

"I'm alright, yourself?" I asked back. He nodded and fixed his fedora.

"Yeah I'm alright, except Vic and his friends egged my house last night at midnight." He looked really angry.

"Are you serious?" My neck almost snapped with the force that it took for me to look at him so quickly.

"Yeah it was pretty shitty, had to go out and clean it before my parents seen." He laughed a little.

"I can't believe that asshole. I did him a favour too." I kicked a stone in front of me.

"What do you mean?" Patrick asked me. I looked at him and sighed.

"Well my parents got me a new car and I was taking my sister for smoothies and somehow Mike Fuentes was there. He seen me then suddenly Vic was there too and he asked for a ride to his work because Mike stole his car and he was gonna get fired for being late if he didn't get a ride. So I felt bad and gave him a ride, like the nice person I am." I explained. "Kinda wish I didn't now because he's a total jerk off and I can't deal with people like that. He thinks he's the fucking king. Would love to knock him down a peg or two." I raged. Patrick patted my shoulder.

"I get it. He's an asshole. Just avoid him at all costs." Patrick said softly. We walked into the building and towards my locker.

I put my stuff into my locker and then walked to Patrick's. "Are your friends cool with me hanging with you all?" I asked feeling a little self conscious.

"Yeah of course not, plus they seen you stand up to Vic Fuentes so they kinda worship you now." He nudged me playfully. He slammed his locker shut and then we began walking towards the back of the building and out onto the football field.

"I'm glad that it'll be okay then because I don't wanna just intrude on you guys." I said kinda shyly.

"You are always welcome." He told me. I noticed we were walking towards the bleachers. There was a guy with black hair and way too much eyeliner. Another guy with blonde hair and a girl with short brown hair just above her shoulders and a few facial piercings. They looked exactly like the emo group you could imagine sitting on the bleachers avoiding school.

"Hey Patrick." The one with black hair said slowly, as if he was falling asleep.

"Guys this is Scarlett, she's the badass that poured soda over Vic Fuentes." Patrick announced like a proud parent.

"The Scarlett?" The dude with blonde hair sat up straight.

"The one and only." I made an innocent face.

"This is Pete." Patrick said pointing to the guy with black hair. "That's Lewis and Amber." He said pointing to the other two.

"It's lovely to meet you all." I said as I took a seat next to Pete and Patrick.

Pete pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I took it without hesitation and put it between my fingers. He offered me a light and I took that too. As soon as my cigarette was lit I put it between my lips and inhaled the nicotine and tobacco. I missed this. "I didn't peg you for a smoker." Pete laughed as he mirrored my actions.

"Never judge a book by its cover." I said winking at him.

"Patrick, well done with this one." Pete nodded as he took a draw. We basically stayed there and decided to skip first class. I know I've only just started but making friends is crucial right now.

"Uh oh." Lewis mumbled. We all looked to where his attention was and noticed Vic, Tony, Jaime and Mike walking towards us.

I was on my third cigarette of the morning, it was basically hanging out of my mouth as I made sure I had my backpack on my back in the event we had to make a quick getaway. "Well well well, what do we have here?" Jaime approached the bottom of the bleachers.

"The loser brigade." Tony spoke up. They all laughed and high fived Tony except Vic, whom just stared at me as I smoked my cigarette.

"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes, looking at them with sheer boredom.

"You guys should be in class." Vic smirked at me.

"So should you but here we are." I smiled at him as I took another draw.

"Yeah but aren't you a goody two shoes?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. I looked at Patrick then Pete motioning for us to leave the area.

I stood up and walked down the middle of the bleachers, cigarette in my hand and the guys following me. I stopped in front of Vic and his friends, took one last drag and then threw the butt away. I blew the smoke into his face and watched his face scrunch up in disgust. "I told you yesterday Fuentes, you don't know a thing about me." I said softly as I pushed past them all. My new found friends followed suit, clearly not intimidated by them at all.

We walked across the field feeling like kings. "Wow, I've never seen anyone act like that towards them. What are you made of?" Amber laughed. I smiled at her and winked.

"They're pussies. They act tough because somehow it has always worked and now someone is saying no to them, it's becoming clear that they're not tough at all." I explained.

"Makes sense really. They better back down soon though." Pete pointed out.

"Yeah I'll catch you guys at lunch." I nodded to them and walked off to my next class.

When lunchtime rolled around I found the guys in the lunch hall at a table near the back of the hall. I guess they like to be as far away from drama as possible, I dig that. "Hey guys." I said as I sat down. I had an apple in one hand and a milk shake in the other.

"What's up?" Pete nodded at me as if it was the most casual thing in the world.

"I got caught for ditching first period." I told them.

"Ouch, how did that happen?" Patrick asked.

"Fucking Fuentes grassed me in." I rolled my eyes.

"He's such an asshole." Lewis groaned. I nodded in agreement.

"That he is but hey what can I do about it." I laughed as I took a drink of my milkshake. Pete looked behind me and his face dropped.

"Scarlett." He nodded behind me. I looked behind me and noticed Vic walking over towards the table.

"Oh great." I sighed. He approached the table with a huge grin on his face.

"Hey guys, how's lunch?" He said with he most fake tone the human body can hear.

"It was great up until about 20 seconds ago." I said nonchalantly. He nodded as if he had no idea I was talking about him.

"Great well Scarlett, dear can I chat with you for a second." He said as sweetly as possible. I looked at him with a shocked face.

"Chat away." I said as I took another drink of my milkshake.

"Alone please." He smiled politely.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, leaving my apple and milkshake on the table and followed him outside the lunchroom to the back of the building where the utility rooms are. As far as I can see no one really comes down to this area and I guess that's why he led me here. Great. "What do you want?" I asked with a very bored sounding tone. Mainly to mask the fact that I was a little scared he might like hit me or something.

"Oh just wanted to ask about your little stunt earlier." He said softly. He actually sounded hurt by it.

"What stunt?" I pretended to be totally lost.

"Oh cut the bullshit Scarlett." He suddenly snapped.

I jumped a little at the change of tone, which earned an evil grin from Vic. "Bullshit?" I continued to play dumb.

"You gotta stop acting like this towards me. You're fucking up my rep. Kids now think it's okay to talk back to me, to act like they're not scared of me. Do you understand how humiliating that is? And it's all because the new girl can't have respect for me." He told me, getting angrier the more he spoke.

"Do you hear yourself like when you speak?" I asked obnoxiously. He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes. Suddenly he punched a locker and screamed loudly. I jumped back in fear I was the next target.

"You're such a bitch I genuinely can't stand you." He announced.

"Yeah you must hate people who don't do what you want." I rolled my eyes and folded my arms across my chest.

He suddenly began laughing. "I also fucking like your attitude and it pisses me off. I don't want to meet my match and you're certainly close to it. Stop ruining my life." He said sternly.

I just flipped him off which pissed him off even more. "Eat shit." I told him and walked past him, nudging into his shoulder as I did so.

As I began walking away I felt myself being pulled back. I let out a yelp and then suddenly I was thrown into a dark room and the door was shut over. "Have fun in here. Bitch." He laughed as I heard the door lock and I began to panic. I couldn't see a thing in here. It was pitch black.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked for Patrick's contact. I pressed the call button and it rang for a few seconds. "Yo, where are you? You've been away ages." Patrick said down the phone.

"Yeah the jerk locked me in a closet near the back of the school and I'm kinda stuck. I don't even know how he locked me in here." I groaned down the phone.

"Holy shit, we'll come find you okay." He told me. I thanked him and hung up the phone. Great.

Notes

Two updates in one day? Wow