I decided to wear my leather jacket along with a crop top and black jeans. To top that off with some black boots.
I use red lipstick and that's about it. I put on some lavender perfume, grab my stuff and head out the door.
"Morning honey." My mum says.
"Morning mum." I say.
"Honey, have you seen my ducky necktie. It would be embarrassing if I left it somewhere-" My dad walks in the kitchen and I stiffle a laugh. "Oh hey sweetheart..." He laughs nervously. "You look badass in that outfit. I love the look. Reminds me of when I used to wear a leather jacket." He says.
"Okay...thanks, I guess." I say.
"Lili, we have a surprise for you in the garage. It's a favour from your Aunt Levi." My mum says.
It can't be.
I grin and run to the garage.
I see my baby and run to hug it.
"I missed you so much." I whispered sweet nothings to my Harley until my mum decided to stop me.
"Okay sweetie, you need to go to school because I don't want to have to answer your principals calls too. I know how you were at England and I don't mind but try keeping it low please." My mum gives me a whole lecture.
"Yeah, okay mum." I say before things turn deep.
"Bye, honey." My mum and dad says.
"Bye mum, bye dad! Love you guys so freaking much!" I say and ride away with the wind in my hair.
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After a few minutes, I didn't count because I was too busy riding on my baby, I sadly, unfortunately reached school. -sigh-
As I went in, a lot of curious stares were directed at me. Watching every movement I make.
I smirked. Why not give them a show?
I gave my bike a little roar before taking out my keys then proceed to sexily take off my helmet and doing a little hairflip.
I looked around and smirked again when I saw people staring at me with lust, jealousy and curiosity.
But I couldn't shake the feeling about one stare which was giving me goosebumps. I have like a sixth sense, I can know who's looking at me or staring at me without even realising I just look at that person making it really awkward.
I feel my sixth sense kick in and I looked at the side.
In the trees, I see a built guy litting up a cigarette whilst staring at me. He looks familiar. I wrinkle my nose in disgust.
I hate it when people smoke.
I walk into the school and receive more stares. I walk confidently because hey, confidence is the answer to everything.
I walked to the office to get my schedule and locker number.
"Name?" She obviously hates her job and the way she talks to people isn't really helping. Her boobs are practically in display and I don't care if that's what she wants to show to the world but it's really hard not to look at. And I'm not saying she shouldn't wear make up because it's a free country but she shouldn't cake her face with it. It can ruin her skin when she's old and it hides her true beauty.
"Liliana Ava De Ville." I say.
"You're the daughter of the Damien De Ville?" She looks at me with wide eyes.
"Yeah, so what? And can I have my schedule and stuff now." I say getting bored.
"Oh. Of course. Here." She says suddenly being awake and polite.
"Thanks." I say trying to be nice.
I took the paper from her hands and read what I had.
1. PE
2. Biology
3. Literature
4. Lunch
5. Free period
6. Maths
7. Art class
Oh great I have PE first. I groaned and went to my locker to drop some books in there.
My shoulders are killing me.
I found my locker and guess what I found there.
Two people eating each other's faces' off.
I wanted to gag.
"Fire!" I shout to get their attention.
They immediately got off each other and I smirked.
Atleast now I have my locker.
"What the fuck bitch?" Her voice sounds like cats scratching one another in my ears.
"Its been a long time, Heather." I smirk when she looks at me with wide eyes.
I happen to get that a lot today.
And I'm not complaing.
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A/n: looks like heather needs to get plastic surgery on her attitude but even the bestest plastic surgeon can't help her.
She needs to help herself right? Or just crawl in a pit.
Okay don't be offended okay? I'm kidding. Sorry if you guys are offended though...
Okay lots of lovesss❤️
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