Elena POV

I have school tomorrow.

Fucking school.

I hate school.

It's okay though, I hide my identity.

Since I know that Luca and his besties go to my school and have met me in person, I'll have to figure something out.

I guess I'll do the opposite of what I usually do. Instead of wearing a wig and contacts and all that Jazz to the gala like I usually do, I'll wear it school.

Well beside the wig.

I'll change my hair and get the closest thing to my hair before in a wig for the galas and meets.

It could work.

I made my way to the salon and they did my hair.

I went from long brown hair to a black and white type of mix.

I then ordered contacts to change my hazel eyes to a green/blue color.

That's the most I could do so I hope it works.

*****

I slam my hand down on my alarm clock.

I hate school.

I decided to dress like I would normally.

I look different enough.

I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and pulled out my gun to my reflection.

Yah, I know, I'm not the smartest person.

I just thought it was someone else.

The hair throws me off.

After the mirror incident I decided French braid the top of my hair into a cute up bun and leave the other half down. I placed in my contacts and smiled. I looked nothing like myself, which was good.

I got out of my pjs and grabbed a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black ruffled crop top.

I also grabbed a oversized plaid cardigan.

I grabbed a pair of heeled combat boots and did simple makeup.

I put a pocket knife in my boot and a gun in the back of my pants.

I made sure the cardigan made it unnoticeable.

I smiled at my reflection, grabbed my phone, and headed downstairs.

I decided to skip breakfast and just grabbed a water bottle.

I grabbed my bike keys and headed off to school.

*****

As soon as I pulled into the schools parking lot it went silent.

I parked in an open spot right next to the school.

I stepped off my bike and removed my helmet.

I flattened out my hair and placed my helmet back of my motorcycle.

"Hey princess," A tall guy with blonde hair and blue eyes says.

He standing with his friends against a wall and smirking at me.

Typical jock.

I roll my eyes walking closer to him.

"Excuse me?" I question.

My tone was definitely harsh but I didn't give two flying fucks.

"Oh you feisty, calm down doll face," he says.

I roll my eyes and glare at him.

"Okay, listen her Blondie, cause I'm only gonna say it once. If you call me one more pet name or attempt to do anything sexual towards me I will not hesitate to smack that stupid smirk off your face and shove it down your throat." I say.

Stepping up to him.

He chuckles.

"Oh calm down sweetheart, we both know you can't do shit, just give in and call me daddy not blondie, you'll be screaming it soon," he says.

"The only person calling you daddy is the 7 kids you have already from sleeping with every living thing that has a vagina," I say.

He glares at me.

"What's wrong 'sweetheart'?" I ask, feigning concern.

"I'd watch it sweetie, if you know what's good for you," he says taking a step towards me.

"Is that a threat?" I ask taking another step so we're face to face.

He reaches out his hand to slap me but I catch it twisting his arm around and shoving him hard against the wall.

"Threaten me again and I won't hesitate to break your wrist, got it," I ask.

"You'll regret this princess," he says.

I twist his hand and here a satisfying crack.

I smile.

He screams in pain.

My smile grows.

"What the fuck?" He screams out.

"I warned you," I say well dropping my hands so he falls to the ground.

I kick him in the ribs and walk into the school, well this should be a fun day.

*****

I open my locker and pull out a couple books and place my bag in there. The hall grows quiet and I roll my eyes. I am 100% positive it was because Luca and his posse walked in the hallway.

I slam my locker shut, loudly.

I turn around and all eyes are on me.

"What?" I ask to no one in particular. "Do I have something on my face, did Aunt Flo come early, am I just that ugly?" I spit questions out.

A chuckle comes from Kyle.

I roll my eyes.

"Hey princess, you new here?" Dash asks. I turn and fully face him and lift an eyebrow.

"Have you seen me before?" I ask.

"No?" He answers more like a question.

"Then what do you think?" I ask, smirking.

Kyle let's out another chuckle.

"Your a feisty one, chicka," Kyle says.

I let out a sarcastic 'ha'.

Luca walks up to me and wraps his arm around my waist.

"Hey gorgeous, I'm Luca Blanks, I sorta run this school." He says cockily.

I nod.

"Hmm, Okay," I push his hands off me. "And I'm Elena Wilson, and I don't give a fucking shit," I say.

He looks at me dumbfounded, mouth slightly ajar.

I reach up and close it.

"Close your mouth pretty boy, you might catch mono," I say with a smirk.

I turn around to walk away.

Before I make it far he grasps my wrist.

"I hope you know your making a mistake," he states. "Stick with me princess, and I can make you little miss popular," He state matter of factly.

I roll my eyes and notice we have an audience.

I lean up closer to his face and he smirks.

I move my face slightly and whisper in his ear.

"I'm good," I whisper.

I step away.

"You see pretty boy, I understand rejection is probably hard for you and all, but I have no time for your egotistical narcissistic smirkafied self, so I hope your have an horrible day," I say a little louder, and pat his shoulder.

The people start to whisper and I smirk.

"See ya, pretty boy," and with that I walk to class.

It's only 8am and I've already had to deal with two cocky hormonal teenage boys.

Lord help me.