Blood Rose

Elizabeth Red or more known as Lisa is the toughest girl in the school. Takes nothing and gives nothing. She fights her way through, always has.
As Lisa goes through her normal life, what happens when one mysterious guy shows up and does anything and everything to get under her skin? What happens when she finds things she thought wasn't real, are true?


3. Chapter 1 : continued

"Take out your notebooks and flip it to a new page." Mrs. Lambi said.

She walked to her desk and flipped open her book. Looking up she turned her back to us and wrote on the whiteboard, continuing on what she tales about yesterday.

I pulled out my cell and plugged my headphones in and played music. Heh, back seats are really helpful. I looked over to the empty seat beside me. No one sat with me and I didn't care, I liked it, because that meant this space was just for me. I ran my hands over the carved wood and felt the stubble under my skin and sighed. Nothings changed, I haven't changed and my life hasn't changed. It will always be the same. Looking up at the clock, only 20 minutes have passed.

"Shit." I murmur.

I close my eyes and set my head on my arm. Hopping straight into sleep. Welcoming it, entering into a black dream of nothing, except for the boy with blue eyes and silver hair who just stood there with a smile.


The bell rung, I jolted from my chair and slammed my knee against the table. I slam my fist on the table and groan.

"Dammit, that hurts ." I say in pain, clutching my knee with my hand.

"Lisa, is there something wrong?" Mrs. Lambi asks.

Lifting my head up, I look at her and she cleary didn't want a response.

Straightening up, "None that concerns you." I say coldly and walk out of the classroom.


"Hey! Wanna go to the roof and chill?" Haines asks, crossing the hall, lifting his bag over his broad shoulder.

I look at him and stop.

Turn around and walk away

"Lisa! Hey! Lisa!" He continues to shout.

I stop. "What's up ?" I say as  I turn around.

"Rooftop, You and me." He smirks, pointing to the roof.

I look at him closely. High. "Not now, busy and why aren't you with Layla? Aren't you guys goi-." Someone bumped into my shoulder. Looking over, Katrina is there.

"My gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" She says loudly looking down at the floor.

I scoff, really? Who the hell apologizes to the ground?

"Look say it to my face." I say harshly.

She looks up and a few strands of blonde hair falls in front of her face.

"I'm sorry." She says looking me In the eye.

"Got it. You can continue on with your trip to class." And I point behind me, signaling for her to get going. Clutching her things she shuffles away.

"Well ain't she a cutie ?" Haines said purringly. Why was he still here?

"Shut up, just go get Layla and hang out with her. Not in the mood." Shutting my locker after fishing for my History of Romanticism book.

"Well you're already late for class , so why not just come with me?" He says tugging on my arm.

"I said go without me." I hiss under my breath, clenching my fist.

"Alright, alright." He says throwing his hands into the air. A surrender imitation.

A pause.

"I miss you red." That caught my attention.

 I turn around and look him in the face, but he was already down the hall.

I sigh, rubbing my hand over my head. Maybe I overdid it.


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