First Ever Delinquent Girl

Chapter One

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Chapter One

• Reagan's Point Of View •

My name is Reagan Ivory Anderson and I am a nice and sweet girl. Nah, yuck. Cross nice and sweet out, because I am basically everything that is the opposite of those two words.

I ain't nice, I ain't sweet, neither am I kind. I am basically cold, bitter and cruel. Yeah, that's me, Reagan Anderson.

I don't care about the rules. Why are rules created when people like me are bound to break them anyway? It's just a waste of precious time.

Anyway, I am seventeen years old this year and my birthday falls on the twenty first of January. The older I get, the bolder I get. Hey, that rhymes too. (chuckles)

Anyway, I don't have parents currently and I live alone. It's not bad actually, having the whole apartment to myself. It is easier to live alone, anyway, at least I think so...

And...the most important thing about me is that I am being transferred to a school for delinquents tomorrow. Full of boys. I will not tell you why I got transferred, you will find out somewhere along the story. And if you're wondering why there aren't any girls in the school, it is because people and especially girls in this town, Angelic Rivervale (stupid name, I know), are obedient and cry over the stupidest things. There was once I just yelled at a girl from my class (yes, I was from an all-girls school), and she already started crying, which caused me to get detention for two hours. And I only yelled at her! Geez.

To be honest, it is frustrating to live with girls who suck up to their teachers and other people. I just don't get it, what is the point of sucking up to them? What is the most that they can give you? A piece of candy? A praise?

Anyway, I can't care less about those girls. What I care most right now, is going to the school for delinquents, the school named Valor High, highly known as the school for the fallen ones.

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I quickly dressed up for school today. Oh god, I am late. I overslept by fifteen minutes, which leaves me with...ten minutes to get ready and run there. Shoot, I am so going to be late!

Not that I really care but, I didn't wanna be late on my first day and get lost in the school. I'm simply that bad at directions.

After slipping on a random black sleeveless shirt and denim long ripped jeans, I rushed downstairs to grab a slice of bread and shoved it into my mouth.

With half of the bread sticking out of my mouth, I slipped on one of my black converse sneakers, hopping around as I desperately forced my foot in. I definitely need new shoes, of bigger size, in fact.

After stuffing my foot into one shoe, I groaned as I realized the dread of needing to put on another shoe. I need two legs, which means I need two shoes. Urgh, logical Reagan.

I stuffed my other foot into the sneaker surprisingly effortlessly, then slipped on a black jock jacket before slamming my house door and running down the pedestrian road towards the direction of the school without wasting another minute.

If I had waken up earlier, I would have been able to take the damn bus!

Another thing to regret in my life other than being titled the first ever delinquent girl.

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Thank goodness this Angelic Rivervale is small, if not, I wouldn't have made it within ten minutes... However, I was still five minutes late. But who cares?