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Rose

I wake up to my alarm clock screaming.

"Ughhhhh." I stuff my head into my pillow and wish I had a time machine to turn time back to when I was five.

Life was easy then.

I hesitantly roll off my bed and land on my feet.

I walk into my bathroom and stare into the mirror.

The song flawless goes off in my head.

I chuckle, cause if any I'm looking flawful.

After a quick shower and some dental work, I start getting dressed.

Should I wear the big ugly red sweatshirt or... The big ugly green sweatshirt? Hmmm. Decisions, decisions.

The red one's looking more uglier than usual so I pick that.

I quickly get dressed, get my stuff and leave, in no hurry to the prison I call high school. I walk there since I live close to it. Way too close to it.

After being there for three years, you learn to blend in.

But being me, you don't learn to blend in and instead stand out in a way no one else does.

I'm the school nerd.

I don't get bullied or anything, no, except for the little smart remarks I hear passing people like nerd or freak and stuff like that.

I disregard all of it because none of them are bold enough to confront me.

So I ignore them.

I enter the building and head towards my locker.

My combination and a punch later the locker opens. I place my books in and watch as the usual hate notes fall from inside my locker onto the ground.

First time I got these, I went home and cried. I really felt like I was hated in my school.

But after some self-reassurance, I realized they still couldn't say it to my face.

I brush them off to the side and shut my locker, turning to go to my first class, English.

I hate English with a passion.

I can't, I just can't, not with that class, just no. No.

I sigh, resisting the urge to run in the opposite direction, and start walking.

I reach the class a few minutes early, only a few students are here, one I don't know.

New student alert.

Being in a small school you know everyone.

I make my way to my usual seat, at the back of the classroom, left corner, next to the window.

Right next to the new boy.

This gives me time to assess the situation.

I peek at him from the corner of my eye.

Oh damn, this man is as hot as a Greek God. I push up my thick rim glasses and continue to stare at him.

He's definitely going to be one of the popular kids, in the middle of the cafeteria, looking down on everyone else who doesn't exist in his group.

He's already a little less attractive.

I know I shouldn't judge a book by its cover but....

Oops, I stopped caring.

I continue peeking at him, insulting him in my mind.

"Like what you see?" He asks. I blink.

Mayday mayday abort abort. I repeat abort abort.

I snort."Ew no, I don't like your type." I half-lie right through my teeth.

He turns to completely face me.

"What do you mean? Foureyes?"

"I mean, I knew you'd be a jerk and here you are just proving my point." I narrow my eyes.

"It's my first day and I already have to deal with sh*t." He mumbles.

"What? I couldn't hear you, could you say that louder, jerk?" I say, slightly raising my voice, putting my hand behind my ear to mock him even more.

"Are you deaf? Or just stupid?"

"Sorry to say, but none of the above but I'm pretty sure at least one of the two options you said applies to yourself."

"We-." The bell rings and interrupts him. A flood of students walk through the door and the teacher sits at his desk.

I won. Ha.

He turns and glares at me.

I shrug, smirking, smugly.

"Class, today we have a new student." The teacher cuts off our glaring contest with his words.

I look away.

"Please come up here, Ryder."

Jerk-face aka Ryder sighs and walks to the front of the class.

"Introduce yourself to the class, Ryder." The teacher urges.

"You already told them my name, what else do you want me to say?"

The class snickers. I don't, he's being disrespect for no reason.

That was a tiny bit funny though.

Still.

"Tell us about yourself, where you're from? What you're interested in?" The teacher suggests.

"OK, I'm human, I'm from Earth, and I like high school girls." He winks and almost all the girls in class swoon and giggle.

I roll my eyes, cringing.

He's not as interesting as I hoped he would be. A little antisocial if you ask me.

Just another reason to hate English.

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Ryder

I plop down on my couch and sigh.

I hate moving.

My men move my stuff inside the mansion as I sit and think.

Today was...as expected, boring.

I had some people come up to me, claiming I'd want to hang out with them so I shrugged and did.

They're more superficial than I thought they'd be, especially that one girl. I don't remember her name but she was the first to approach me during lunch. I remember her annoying voice though.

I shudder at the thought.

My guys have to transfer in quickly. I'll die of cringe.

I tried my best to make myself seem as friendly as possible today.

"OK, I'm human, I'm from earth and I like high school girls." Headass.

Ew. Not my style.

Who was that girl in that class anyway? She had a smart mouth despite her appearance. It was annoying. She acted all defensive when I caught her staring like it was my fault or something.

I chuckle.

It was a change of pace, to say the least. I'm so used to everyone obeying me, I guess she threw me off when she started talking back to me.

It was strange, but refreshing.

"Ryder! Stop spacing out. I'm talking to you." I almost flinch back, just noticing Lucas next to me.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"When are going to pick a Queen? You're running outta time, your 18th birthday is coming up soon." He lays back and looks at me with a slight smirk on.

"When I find the right girl with the right mindset, I'll choose her."

"You always say that." He mutters.

"And you always ask that. Leave me alone for tonight. Stop nagging." He pouts then gets up and leaves.

He's more annoying.

I take a deep breath and head up for my room.

Tomorrow's going to be a long day.

Rose

Ew, school.

I stand a distance from my hell and my hope, not wanting to take a step closer but without a choice, I have to.

I wish I didn't live so close. Maybe then I could, I don't know, look at the birds as I pass by, enjoy the trees, and smell the flowers. Live my life.

I sigh. It doesn't matter now, I'm already here.

I walk through the entrance and remind myself I start with math today. During days 1 and 3 it's English first block but the rest of the time, it's math.

I look down and try to make myself invisible, as always. It's for the better.

I stop at my locker and suddenly, someone bumps into me. Hard.

I tense my muscles and dig my heels into the floor, standing my ground. My foot sticks out instinctively and the person stumbles on it, not falling though.

"What the fuck? Why'd you try to trip me?" The boy says. I look at his face and realize, it's new guy.

I might not want to draw much attention to myself but when someone steps to me, I step to them. It's how I was raised, I can't control it.

"You're the one who almost knocked me over with your shoulder." I respond, keeping my voice down.

"It didn't feel like you were even affected. You didn't get pushed back, not even a little." He narrows his eyes at me and looks at me strangely.

Why am I even talking to this guy? He's definitely not what I want for my low profile.

I glare at him and turn sharply. I have to get to class. He's annoying.

My elbow is yanked back suddenly and I look up to see new guy holding my arm.

"How didn't you fall...?" He looks me up and down.

I rip my arm from his grip.

"Don't touch me." I walk off, not bothering to look back.

I should be careful around him. Just now it was like he...noticed something.

I can't have that.

I really can't.

***

The lunch room swarms with hungry teens and I get comfortable in my corner. I used to sit at tables but that was before I realized how nice the corner is.

I get settled and pull out my book. I'm almost done with it and I guess it gives me something to do.

I feel chills coming off my shoulder and I turn to meet Ryder's eyes. He stares at me with calculating eyes and I shiver.

What the fuck? What a weirdo.

He gets up and starts walking towards my spot.

I sigh. All I can do is sigh.

He comes and crouches next to me. I roll my eyes and turn to focus on my book.

"What's your name?" He asks. I don't look up from my book.

"Why's it your business?"

"I just want to know."

"Go ask around or something. You'll find out." I wave him away.

He pauses for a second.

"...but I'm asking you."

"And I obviously don't care. Leave me alone." I'm really almost done with this story and I'm kind of not in the mood for his bullshit. His vibes make me angry. He walks like he owns the school.

"Alright then. I'll talk to you later."

"No, you won't." I turn finally and see him get up, looking down at me.

He smirks and then leaves.

I watch him walk away in disgust. How annoying. I should've never bothered him the first day, or today, I feel like I've already done enough damage.

I don't want trouble. I just need to finish high school and get on with my life.

That's all I want.
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Ryder

What's up with that girl?

I sit in my last period study hall, staring into my lap, a bit confused.

I'm a really aggressive person, if I accidentally shove someone, they always fall. I never tend to look where I'm going and when I walk, its with the pride of my group behind each step. That's how my dad always told me to present myself.

After the shootout 3 years ago, and his death, I live by his words religiously. So how didn't she, at the very least, budge?

Is it my fault? Am I losing my touch?

Shit. Why is this so frustrating? 

A Queen should be the only one to match or overpower the pride of the group. She...she's-I can't consider her, I mean she's really annoying and all we'd do is argue and-

I take a breath.

She's not an option...

"Ryder, what ya thinking about?" I cringe at the voice of Ashley. The girl who first approached me in lunch whis name I just found out during last lunch.

She was blahing in my ear the whole time, how can I not recall?

"What were you talking to Rose about?" She blinks at me three tines with a passive aggressive tone.

"Her name's Rose?" I nod. Okay then.

"It doesn't matter what her name is, let's just-" the bell rings cutting her off and I get up immediately, grabbing my stuff and leaving, not bothering to wait for her to finish.

I sigh. Girls like her who talk too much irritate me.

I'm glad it's time to leave.

Finally.

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I sit in my English class with my head down on my desk, in my arms.

I'm waiting for something but I don't know what. It's like I know I want something to happen.

I stare at the door and Rose walks in and all of a sudden the feeling feels content. Gone and satisfied.

I scoff. Was I really waiting for her? Seriously?

I follow her with my eyes and watch as she sits down. Her long black hair is tied up just like the last couple of times I've seen her and her glasses are a little bit too pushed up on her nose.

Just as that thought passes, she adjusts her glasses, bringing them down a little.

I chuckle.

Cute.

My eyebrows frow in confusion and I snap my eyes away from her.

There's nothing cute about her.

Class passes by quickly and the bell for the next period rings.

I watch as Rose scurries up and is the first one out the door. I follow close behind her. She looks straight ahead, walking with purpose and suddenly as if something's hit her, she looks down and walks like an injured rabbit.

What...the hell?

She turns the corner and so do I, only to bump into her with her arms crossed, looking up at me.

Shit.

"Why are you following me?" She asks, with an expression that screams shes wasting her time.

"Well, um I wasn't, I was heading to class." I say, avoiding her eyes.

"Look around us Ryder, we're at an exit and the only two rooms anywhere near here, are the bathrooms." She glares fiercely at me and I meet her gaze finally.

"I must be lost then, its only my third day here." I shrug my shoulders and lean against the wall, waiting for her reaction.

She sighs.

"Can you not get lost behind me then? There was no reason to go the same way as me. Leave me alone." With that, she pushes pass me and I stand stunned, watching her turn the corner and disappear.

I smirk and can't help the chuckle that leaves me.

She is cute.

Her gaze, looking at me was straight forward and unafraid, like if I swung at her, she'd be the one to beat my ass. I can't say I don't like it.

No, female has ever stepped to me like that, they usually act like Ashely. But with Rose its like she wants to get on my bad side, or she doesn't care if she is on it.

I laugh, covering my mouth with a hand and looking up for a second.

Interesting.

I like it. I don't know why but I'm curious.

She acts like someone is coming for her and she has to be on her toes constantly.

She purposely brought me to this hallway to see if I was following her. I had no idea, she's too smart.

I laugh again. I feel like I'm losing to her, even though I just met her.

Queen is a position for alpha females and I feel like she fits it to a tee.

She's still annoying but I guess I want to know more about her. I don't know why but I want to know where she's getting all this strength from.

Maybe she wouldn't be that bad of a Queen after all.

Rose

That Ryder guy is seriously getting on my nerves. Who is he anyway?

Could he be...?

I gasp then shake my head.

I would have been gone by now. That's not the case.

I just don't like the guy. It's like he's trying to figure me out.

I lay back in my bed and groan.

Why now? I just want to go to school peacefully. He's so irritating.

I hope he stays away from me, I don't have anything he wants neither am I willing to provide anything he wants.

I close my eyes and adjust myself on my pillow. I just want a good night's sleep and not having to worry about him.

I feel sleep overwhelm me and I finally get my first moment of peace, in oblivion.
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Rose pov

I was right.

It's been a week since the new boy transferred in and all the popular kids ate him up.

They approached him and swept him away.

But that's none of my business.

I close my locker and head towards the lunch room.

Ah, lunch, my favorite part of the day, where I get to sit in the corner, on the ground and read.

I get in the lunch line, collect my food and head for my spot.

"Rose!" I hear someone shout.

Huh? Must not be me.

I continue walking to my spot and get seated against the wall.

I pull out my book, City of Bones.

I've read it before but I just love it.

I begin to open my book when I feel a shadow over me.

I look up and see Ryder, towering over me.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" He asks.

Huh? Me? Oh no. Not this.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"You." He smirks.

"Ha ha very funny, now for real, what do you want?" I'm starting to get irradiated.

"Remember a week ago when you insulted me. Yeah, I thought I'd take you out for some payback."

What? How does that even make sense?

"Leave me alone."

"Really, I'm serious, I want you to meet my friends." He looks at me sincerely.

"Nope." I respond. This guy must be crazy, why would I go anywhere with him?

"Ok, I'll see you around then." He says with a smirk on.

"Not really but bye." I say, turning my attention back to my book.

What is wrong with some boys?

Ryders pov

She's so cute under her glasses and her personality excites me.

I look at her sitting on the ground, in the corner, where we just spoke.

She seems to distance herself from people on purpose, and those glasses aren't prescription.

What is she hiding from?

Who is she hiding from?

"Ryder!" I hear someone from the table shout.

What an annoying voice.

"Yes?" I turn and see Ashley.

"I've been talking to you for the past 5 minutes, did you space out?" She asks in her high-pitched voice.

"Yeah." I guess I did.

"So why were you talking to that disgrace of a human being anyway?"

Who?

"Who do you mean?" I ask, hoping it's not who I think she's talking about.

"Rose, duh, she's so anti-social and ugly. I mean look at her-."I cut her off.

"Shut the fuck up." This is why Rose is so anti-everyone.

"I gotta go." I turn, get up from the lunch table, and leave.

I don't have the time or energy for girls like Ashley.

Rose's so much more collected and worthy.

I want to introduce her to my gang.

I'm sure they'll love her.

She's careful and has an attitude.

Perfect for me and the boys.

But mostly for me, though.

With her by my side, the gang would be stronger.

And she could entertain me, as Queen.

I think of how I could get Rose to come with me to meet my gang.

Wait, I'm the King of the most dangerous gang in the world.

I don't have to ask her.

I smirk, walking out of the school, and getting into my car.

I flip out my phone and call, Luke, my most trusted member, and best friend.

"Yea, boss man?" He asks.

"Get the boys at my place, I found her."

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