My sweet rebel (mcr fanfic)

Rebellion

"Rachel! Leed el texto!" 

Ugh kill me now. Why did I even take Spanish in the first place. 

How can there be half an hour left! I hate Spanish. Actually I hate school in general i only try because I want a chance I having a good life, a chance of having a good job and not letting my life go to waste like my dad.

I'm really tempted to see if i can swap it or something, I don't understand any of it and the teacher just expects me to speak fluently. 

There's complete silence, no one talks in here, there's only six of us including the teacher, I can see why it's not a popular subject. I hate this. 

I've wanted to run away for so long, do something to rebel against my dad. I've always been the good kid though, I would be in my room finishing home work when my brother was outside making bad decisions, I am not about to go into that. 

I groaned and softly banged my head down on the table. Why the fuck am I here?  

Grudgingly I lifted my head to look at the paper in front of me. How am I supposed to know what that says?! I have no clue what that's supposed to mean! Doesn't jouvnes mean kids? I can't do this.

After another half an hour of hell the bell finally went, I sighed in relief,  I really don't think I could've taken that for much longer.

I barged down the corridor looking for my friends near the lunch hall when I saw a new kid, I think he's a new kid, I haven't seen him around so probably new. Im a people watcher so I pretty much know what everyone here looks like. 

My first observation was that he was very cute, big hazel eyes that you could drown in, cute lips that were curved into a cocky grin accompanied by a lip ring that added to his punk 'i don't give a shit look' and a nose ring that was making me drool ever so slightly *cough cough* what? Me? No?*cough cough*. He also had a fringe that swooped down to partially cover his one eye. Basically he was very fucking hot. 

Second thing I noticed was that I had stopped in the middle of the hallway to gape in disbelief at this kid. I blushed slightly and stumbled, quickly trying to continue walking towards the hall. 

Third thing I noticed was that he saw me looking at him. I don't think looking is a good word to describe what i was doing, more like staring. I blushed a deeper red and glared at the floor as I tried to escape his eyes. Frantically looking for my friends, I rushed into the hall and flew to they're table, breathing out in relief for the second time that day.  

What the fuck is wrong with me? I was staring at a stranger for at least 30 seconds and he definately saw. Kill me. Not even kidding. Ugh. I wanted to hide under the table and never have to face anyone ever again.

I turned to my friends looking for comfort, instead greeted by they're laughter at my awkward ass. I stood up "Screw you all!" I screamed in annoyance. 

They were never real friends they were just people I had to suck up to in order to survive in this dump, I used to get bullied here but they all agreed to defend me as long as i became like they're servant I guess you could say? I was always the one taking the pictures, getting drinks and food for parties and then getting ignored at those parties. No one really liked me they just saw me as a way of having an easier life. 

I stormed off towards the door of the hall when I heard " As if she could have gotten him any way, he's way too cute for her!" It was hardly a whisper but I still I heard, I whipped around "care to say that to my face bitch?" 

Thankfully none of the teacher's were here, which is strange but they were probably off trying to give detention to some other kid. 

Someone stood up "you could never have him, you're a fat bitch, no one would want you let alone someone like him." 

I knew they would all have seen what happend, the hall is separated from the corridor by glass, which is pretty stupid considering how often it breaks, meaning everyone in the hall witnessed what had happend. 

 I began to see red in the edges of my vision as I walked up to her, clenching my jaw trying to calm myself down so I wouldnt do something stupid. 

" aww is the little piglet annoyed? Look at that guys! Looks like she wants to punch someone! Are you gonna punch me? Hmm you awkward cow?" I huffed a little laugh imagining a cow trying to roller skate, now thats an awkward cow, but I still felt the sting of the insult. I closed my eyes determined not to let them see me cry

"Oh look the little bitch Is going to cry! Are you a baby? Hmm bitch?" 

Fuck that. I unclenched my jaw, slowly clenching my fist instead so she wouldn't notice, I don't even remember her name. I raised my fist and punched her straight in the nose, simple but painfull. I felt her nose crack and saw the blood begin to drip before she fell to the floor, damn didn't know I was that strong. I felt pride spread through my chest, I had finally stood up for myself. 

This was the beginning of my rebellion against everyone who wanted to make my life shit. That might be a little dramatic but I was always a drama queen.