Charmed

Ch. 1-The Moment

Shit.

Holy shit.

I. Am. Fucked.

But I don't really care 'cause I WON BITCHES.

This is all that is running through my head as Amy Johnson stared at me with her bitchy brown eyes. The new captain of the dance team had been posted and it looks like her 5 year reign has come to an end, thanks to none other than me, Elizabeth (Lizzie/Liz) Grey. Don't think that i am afraid to fight her, because believe me i could take little blonde princess down in a heartbeat. No, it wasn't fear i was experiencing, it was the discomfort of being the center of attention. I was known around school for several insignificant reasons, mainly for who my parents were, but I was always in the background, no one exactly payed me any kind of attention. Well actually, the principal and staff did because my parents basically owned all of the important 4-5 star hotels in the world and gave an extremely generous check to the school each semester. Oh did i mention i go to one of the most prestigious private academies in the world? Well yeah i do, sadly. I love the education and how it challenges me but the fucking people drive me insane and make my skin crawl with all of their overpriced clothes, cars, and nose jobs. But it's fine because i have a group of kick ass friends and i've been under the radar for years. Until now. The day I am permanently put on every single social radar at Eastside Private Academy like merlot on a white fur carpet.

Amy's 5'6 frame stepped closer to me and i lifted my perfectly arched brow and smiled sickly sweet at her. She sneered and said," How the hell could someone like you be captain. I guess the board decided to take on charity this year." I let out a cold laugh and stepped closer to her looking her down and replied," Or maybe they thought it was time to take out the trash and bring in the professionals. I'll see you at practice next week honey." Amy's naturally tanned face flushed with rage and she muttered," You better watch your step from now on because crossing the line any further will ruin you." I smirked then started to turn around as i yelled," Challenge accepted bitch."

As I walked away I felt as if each step took me away from my comfortable shell and into a new chapter in my life which felt like a battlefield. But i shook it off and walked out to the parking lot and made my way to my black 1967 Chevy Impala, just like Dean Winchester's off of the greatest fucking show ever, Supernatural. The impala may not be the nicest car i own but it was my baby and i wouldn't trade it for the world. It was my 17th birthday present from my "dear parents", more like my disgustingly rich sperm donor and my naive model/actress mom, who is the only parental figure that is ever around, even then it's scarce. When my dad's home it's hell and my mom loves to pretend that our life is perfect and throw posh parties with fake important people so the magazines and tabloids show how "perfect" our life is. She also likes to keep under wraps how many sluts my dad has been with so does he by pretending my mom doesn't know. They both agree that we need to maintain our image as America's golden family so we keep getting good business for the hotels and my mom will keep getting good media to promote her career.

As i pulled into the driveway and security let me in, i pulled into my personal garage and walked into my house where i was greeted by our head of staff Marie. She basically raised me and she fed me and taught me how to cook and about my period and sex and all of that wonderful shit. She also taught me how to speak French and Spanish which is the reason why i have 8 foreign language credits under my belt and am now on my fourth year of Dutch. I ran up two flights of stairs to my room and slammed the door, threw my backpack onto my king size bed, and walked into my ensuite bathroom. I stripped down to my bra and underwear and stared at myself in the mirror. I had a flat stomach, thickish thighs, and toned calves that were solid muscle from running, soccer, dancing, and kickboxing. I guess i had a nice appearance with my curly, jet black hair and cream colored skin, but the most profound characteristic about me was my icy blue eyes with flecks of grey (which is a tad ironic to me because my last name is Grey hahahaha). i got the hair and skin tone from my father and body shape from my mother, but no one knew where my eyes came from.

I hadn't realized that while i was taking in my appearance that i had started crying, I didn't particularly like myself and it wasn't my looks that i didn't like it was the inside of me, my life, my parents, my friends, my brother. My brother had been in college then traveling and overseeing our hotels being built in Europe i hadn't seen him in person for 5 years now but he's coming home in a few weeks and i am so excited yet terrified. I know when he sees me he will know that something happened to me, something terrible.

I shook off that thought and synced my iPhone to my surround sound system and played the Chainsmokers station on Pandora. I turned on the shower and stepped in cringing at the pain the heat caused on my thighs and hips. i let the tears fall until all the hot water was gone then i stepped out into my room and dried myself off while picking out a t-shirt that came to midthigh and letting my hair air dry. I checked my phone and saw 6 messages from my best friend Valerie all asking what happened after school today and if she could come over then saying she was headed over anyways. I heard the doorbell ring and someone running up the stairs and the next thing i knew Valerie and Eric ran in jumping on my bed.

I met Valerie and we instantly bonded over our mutual hate for the social class we were born into and the people we went to school with. Eric is the best gay man ever and is hot as hell. He just walked up to us one day and sat down at our lunch table and started talking as though we had known each other for years. We have other friends as well Charles, Emma, Rachel, John, and Nate. we are all from ridiculously wealthy families that either run huge law firms, chains, fashion design, actors, or are just famous because of their money. And we all for the most part dislike the rest of the school i guess that's why we are friends.

Valerie and Eric sat up and glared at me. I looked at them with an amused face and asked,"What?"

Eric yelled," What?! Are you fucking with us right now we heard that you burned this living shit out of Amy Johnson!"

I laughed,"So that's what everyone is saying?"

Valerie groaned and replied,"Just fucking spill already bitch." I snorted and resumed to tell them the events of my little show down with Amy and after i had finished their eyes were wide. Then they started laughing because they knew just like I did that I was officially screwed. Eric checked his phone then grabbed Valerie's hand standing up and kissing my cheek. He said,"We have to go meet John and Charles because we gots a double date. So we will skype you in the morning babe."

I walked them to the door I ran back upstairs and threw on a sports bra and running leggings and oreo nike roshes. I slipped my arm band on with my phone in it and turned Imagine Dragons, Sail, all the way up. I ran out and down the driveway and began my usual route around the neighborhood and to some trails in a small park in the center of several mansions. As I was running I blocked out every thought and focused on each footstep and breath I took, it was my escape and relief. I let my thoughts wander and I contemplated how i was going to handle Amy and the rest of her little bitch friends on the dance team. I mean I think I should definitely show them that I am right for the captain position but I know it won't be that easy. I guess I'll have to be a bitch until they fear me then I'll show them they can trust me. I looked down at my fitbit and realized that I'd ran about 4 miles and that I need to rest so I will have the energy to write out a plan for dance practice Monday. At least I had all weekend to execute it perfectly.

I walked home and ran up the stairs to my room and grabbed a water out of my mini fridge, while gulping it down I started a scalding bath and dropped bath bomb in it. I threw away my water and threw my clothes into the laundry basket and soaked in the bath until it was ice cold. Then I got up and got ready for bed then collapsed quickly succumbing to sleep.

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Pictured above is the main character Elizabeth Grey (Megan Fox)