Gone Wild (M.G.K. fanfic)

Odessa tries to not be the girl she once was. She promised her mom to turn over a new leaf now that they've moved out of their old house.
They needed the move.
But when she crosses path with a tatted boy who's a major troublemaker and forces her to be who she's used to being, it's hard to live up to your own expectations.
Can she manage one year without the chaos? Or is that just who she is?

I dedicate this story to @Get In Style for giving me this story. I find it a true honor because I'm a huge fan of Machine Gun Kelly and she thought it'd be best to give it to me. So thank you, @Get In Style, for allowing me to continue this story!


Author's note

This story, for now, is on hold, so readers, please be patient with me as I try to continue it when I can. Thanks!


5. Three

My alarm clock on my phone rings at six thirty. I groan and put my pillow over my head. Who set my phone at this time in the morning? I think. A few minutes later, my mom comes busting into my room, banging on something.

"Wake up, wake up! It's your first day at your new school! You need to make a great impression on the students and the teachers!" She says, still banging. I groan even louder.

"Mom! Did you set my alarm clock at six thirty?" I pull the pillow off of my face. I look at her and she has a pot in her hand and a wooden spoon. She has this goofy grin on her face. She nods at me.

"Yes, ma'am. It's a new school, new friends, new teachers, and a new reputation, remember?" She gives me this look. I roll my eyes at her and nod my head.

My mom made me promise that I'd turn over a new leaf once I started school at our new location. At my old town, I was known by parents and other teenagers for getting in fights, partying, and doing stuff that most students wouldn't do. I was never like that in elementary school or middle school. It started when my dad became an alcoholic and would do drugs here and there when I was twelve. He would come home, drunk, and would start yelling and cursing at my mom. Sometimes I would hear my mom screaming because he would beat her. So I acted out and did stuff I know I usually wouldn't do. I've had numerous boyfriends, some that weren't good ones, and the ones that were, I didn't last long with them because they weren't at my level of "having fun". They didn't want to smoke weed with me or trespass on property that we knew we weren't supposed to be on like my friends and I did. They didn't want to shoplift at Dollar General. I've been in detentions and have been suspended so many times, I'd lost count. And it put a lot of stress on my mom. I do need this new life, but I had fun back home. I didn't want to move away, especially from Shonte. We were tight. We always did something together, whether it was illegal, or just having a movie night.

I throw my covers off me and walk to the bathroom that was next door. I brush my teeth and take a shower. I had done my hair last night by putting big twists in them. When I was done with my shower, I walk to my room with my towel wrapped around me and start getting dressed. I put on my lingerie and a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, and a white long-sleeve crop top. Even though it's 70 degrees outside, the crop top is thin enough that it won't get me hot. Then I put on a pair of white ankle socks and my Addidas Superstar shoes on. I go back into the bathroom to put on a little bit of makeup. I don't want people to think I'm trying too hard. I fill in my eyebrows, but not too much. I put on mascara and then I put sparkles on my eyelid. I take the twists out so my hair was curly then I walk back into my room. I grab my backpack with all of my school supplies along with my Mac laptop with the charger, my phone and the charger for that as well. I head downstairs and I hear my mom humming, causing me to smile. She hasn't hum in a long time, I think. I walk into the kitchen and see her cooking breakfast. 

"Ma, what's this?" She glances at me and smiles.

"What does it look like? I'm making breakfast. It's a big day for the both of us. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. It sets your day right." I chuckle.

"Okay, Mom. I'll be in the dining room." I walk into the dining room and take a seat then grab my phone from my pocket. I look for Shonte's name and click it.


"Hello?" I grin.

"Hey, ugly." She laughs.

"Shut up. We both know that's a lie." I laugh as well.

"Yeah, I know. You're the most beautiful girl I know."

"Ahh, this is why you're my best friend. But you know you're prettier. You always had the boys flocking you." I roll my eyes.

"Not true. You know you had sidemen all the time." We both laugh. Then it gets quiet.

"I'm starting my first day at my new school." She sighs.

"This sucks. A lot of people have been asking where you at and when I tell them that you moved, they get sad. You don't know how much people are going to miss you." 

"I know. I'm gonna miss a lot of people too. But I had no choice. We both know I needed this move. Especially my mom." I glance at my mom and she has this huge smile on her face.

"Yeah. She definitely needed it." I shrug my shoulders.

"Who knows. Maybe this year won't be that bad after all." 

"Yeah, maybe. Well, I gotta go, sis. The crew is here." I smile, remembering how my friend, Damion would pick everyone up that's in my group and take us to school. It was fun, too because everyone loves Damion. He's the coolest black dude on the street. Even though he's always in trouble, the old folks loved him too because he's respectful.

"Okay. Bye. Love you," I say.

"Love you too." Then she hangs up. Right as I set my phone down, my mom walks to me and sets a plate in front of me. All that's on it is a lot of eggs, three slices of bacon, two pieces of pancakes, and a sausage. I look at my mom.

"Mom, this looks really good," I say. She smiles.

"Good. Now, hurry up. I don't want to be late for work and I don't want you to be late at your first day of school." I salute her.

"Yes, ma'am."

My mom had enrolled me in Shaker Heights High School yesterday while we were still getting our house ready. I'm nervous, I'm not gonna lie. I honestly don't want to go. But I'm trying really hard to the "good daughter" I once was for my mom. When I've finished eating my breakfast, we walk out of the front door and to our car. When we were inside the car, I turn to my mom.

"Did you lock the front door?" I ask her. She smacks her forehead and curses, then jumps out and runs back to the front to lock it. I just shake my head and laugh. She drives me to the school and when she pulls up to the front, i freeze. My mom gives me a nudge.

"C'mon, O.D. It won't be that bad." I breathe heavy.

"Yeah, but it's not my school. It's not my teachers or students that I know. They're all strangers. I don't know if I can do this." She starts rubbing my back and I turn and look at her.

"It's going to be fine. We need this, honey. You know we do. Don't think that I'm not gonna shit my new pair of working pants once I get to my job." I give her a nervous chuckle. She reaches over and gives me a hug.

"It's going to be alright. You're going to have a wonderful first day. You're not a shy person so you'll probably make new friends. And they better be good ones, too." I blow air out. 

"Okay. I'm gonna go now." She smiles.

"Good. Because I'm about to be late." I roll my eyes at her. I open the passenger door and get out. When I close it, my mom rolls down the window.

"Love you, Odessa!" I wave to her. Then I turn back around and start walking to the school's front doors.


- - -
When I walked in, I saw a sign that said Office. I went in and asked the lady who sat at the front desk if I could have my schedule. Once she gave it to me, she led me around the building to help me know where is where. The first period doesn't start until nine-ten, so I had at least fifteen minutes until I had to go to my first class. This is my schedule:

1. Geometry with Mr. Abramson
2. Sociology with Mr. McGhghy
3. English ll with Mrs. Johnston
Study Hall
Lunch B
4. American Government with Mr. Ehlers
5. Earth Science with Mr. Reick

The bell rings and students start going to their first period. My first period was on the other side of the building on the third floor and I was on the first. Fuck, I think as I start walking fast to make sure I wasn't late. I ended up making it to the third floor but forgot where it was. The late bell rang and the hallways were empty. I throw my head back. So much for having a wonderful first day. After walking up and down the hallways for ten minutes, I finally found my first class. I opened the door and step in. Everyone turns their attention to me. The teacher who is standing at the front of the class smiles at me.

"Are you a new student?" He asks me. I nod.

"Well, since it's the first day of school and you're new, I won't make it a big deal. I'll give you the rest of the week to get settled, but after that, I'd expect you to get to class on time, alright?" I nod again. I see an empty desk in the back. I make my way over to it and sit down. To my right is a boy whose face is covered in pierces. Not creepy, I think. I look to my left and there's a mixed girl with long curly hair like mine. She turns and smiles at me.

"Hi," she mouthes. I give her a small smile and wave at her. 

"Alright, class. We're going to go around the class and I want you to say your name, your favorite thing to do, and what your plans are once you graduate high school. Let's start here." As I wait for all the other students speak, I grab my phone from my bag and place it underneath my desk and go to my group chat with my friends back at my old home.

Gucci Gang

Me: hey y'all.

Maurice: OD! We miss you girl!

Me: haha I miss you guys too.

Shonte: School's boring w/o you here.

Sandra: Girl, come back home!!

Me: I want to guys. but I can't.

Damion: BOOOO

Shorty: That's gay**

Me: yeah...

Damion: Well, don't forget about us.

Me: Oh trust me. I won't.

Maurice: Who's gonna beat Natalie's ass now that you're not here?

Sandra: I'll beat her ass. She needs to be kept in her place.

Me: haha, y'all are du-

"Miss!" I jump a little and look up. People were staring at me. A couple of girls in the front start snickering.

"It's your turn." I feel my face burn.

"Oh." I quickly place my phone in my back pocket and stand up.

"Um, I'm Odessa. My favorite thing to do is..." I glance at my tattoos that are on my knuckles.

"Is to draw, and my plans once I graduate high school is to be, I don't know, a dancer." I shrug. He nods.

"Very nice. Now since you're new, why don't you tell us where you came from?" The same girls from the front start looking me up and down and whispering amongst each other. I clench my fists that are hanging by my sides.

"I came from Fort Madison, Iowa."

"Ah. That's a small town." I nod.

"Well, I hope you enjoy living in Cleveland, now. We'll make you feel like you're at home." I quickly sit down. Nothing will ever feel like home like FM, I think. For the rest of the period, the teacher talked for the rest of class about the rules and what we'll be learning for the rest of the semester. I zone out and daydream about how my first day back at home should've gone like. Suddenly I feel something hit my arm. I look up and turn to my left. It's the mixed girl. She smiles at me.

"Hey, I like your tattoos," She says to me. I glance at my hands.

"Thanks," I whisper back. 

"I'm Mercedes."

"Nice to meet you." She smiles.

"I like your name. It's different." I smile back.

"Thanks. I like yours too." She turns back to the front. Finally, after what felt like forever, the bell rings. Everyone stands up and starts grabbing their stuff.

"We'll be taking notes tomorrow to see what everyone remembers. Have a good rest of the day," The teacher calls to everyone. As I'm walking to the door one of the girls from the front shoves me with her shoulder. She looks back at me and raises an eyebrow.

"Watch where you're going," she says. Her friends snicker. I grit my teeth. Be smart, Odessa. No fighting, remember? Mercedes walks up to me.

"Ignore them. They think they're better than everyone because they have more money than other students so they act like bitches." I grin at her.

"So, what's your next class?" She asks me. I grab my schedule.

"Uh, Sociology with Mr...?"

"Mcghghy. Cool, I have him too. I'll walk with you to his class." I nod. We walk the rest of the way to his classroom. When we finally reach it and walk inside, there are small pieces of paper on the chairs. Mercedes' shoulders slouch.

"Damn. I think we already have assigned seats." I walk around and look for my name. My seat is all the way in the back next to a desk that's in the corner. I grin. Two classes with back seats? Maybe this day isn't as bad after all. I sit down. The student that sits in the corner sits down.

"Oh, it's you. Sassy mouth." I glance up and it's that tatted boy from McDonald's yesterday. 



This chapter was a little too long, I hope none of you mind. The part where Odessa is texting her friends, and I put (**), it's another term in my school that we use meaning "that's dumb" or "that's stupid". I just wanted to clarify that so then people weren't thinking other things. Let me know what you think of this one by commenting down below. Thanks for reading! xo


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