Dating a Pretty Assassin

Encounter Part 2

Kath's P.O.V (before the last episode)

I've only moved here a month ago to get away from the chaos back in Chicago, I know I won't be here very long especially when the Santo Cruz' bastards are looking for me, whatever they won't find me without looking for a while, I gotta say, it's quite tiring having them behind me for the last 4 years without a break, but whatever, nothing I can do about it, I'm hugely outnumbered by them. 

I get up from my bed when I see that it's already 6:00, not that I slept anything, cause me being me I don't sleep for more than 4 hours, I know, I know, people say that's bad, but f**k them, I'm I fugitive, gotta do what I can to get away, that means being alert for 90% of the f*****g time. I stretch my arms down to my feet hearing a few pops here and there, I f*****g hate this shitty bed. slowly I get back up straight and head to the bathroom getting myself ready for a quick cold shower and use the time under the refreshing water to brush my teeth. Spitting the foamy paste on the drain I clean my mouth getting out and taking my time in the cold to get my towel and drying myself off, I look at myself at the mirror drying my hair still naked, I stare at each scar on my upper body having quick but deadly flashbacks go what once was a deep knife or bullet wound,a bullet wound on the top of my left shoulder from when I was 13, pretty much faded actually but still there, a long large knife scar from over my left kidney to the middle of my stomach just under my ribs, that one was a pain in the ass, many others every here and there but to many to name the cause, thankfully I know the basic of first aid so I never had to rely or put even a bit of trust on anyone, no one would help a Mexican criminal anyways. I've learned the hard way a long time ago to never waste my faith on anyone apart from myself. I snap out of it realizing I'm just venting to myself, I guess its normal...a lonely person talking to themselves...

I blink myself out of it and head to my room getting dressed putting on my underwear and  then fit myself  in a simple light blue tank top looking out the window at the mid spring day, soon after I put on simple shorts, not too short cause I don't want to look like those sluts trying to get themselves r***d but drunk asses,put on a thin black jacket to hide some scars on my arms and put on a basketball cap on backwards trying to blend into the still of the kids at the high school near me, I gotta go there as a hiding place, I blend in pretty well with the 17's hormonal teens there, bunch of nerds trying to act cool to their mates, dumbasses but whatever ill just have to act like a d**k for a couple of months, then it'll all be over when i move to another state.

Even though I'm 19 I can easily look like a 17 year old dork, then just need a bit of bitchiness and done, one moody - I - hate - my - life - and - family teen. I quickly pack a sandwich I made a couple of hours ago in my bag followed by an apple and put on my shoes and rush out of my apartment, being on the last floor I gotta go all the way down a 17 floor stair case until finally reaching the door, I walk out and go to the small deserted bus stop checking my phone, 6:30, bus is in 5 minutes, meaning I'll get there around 7:00 before Bryan gets there, I met him last week and I thought I most likely would be more convincing if I was hanging out with the bad kids since no one is the balls to go against them. Bunch of morons, if only they knew how weak the tough kids actually were.

I leave my train of thought as I see the bus in the corner of my eye turning into my street, I get up and wait for it to arrive at one of it's destinations.

When it arrives, 2 minutes alter because of a car trying to park on the curb, the driver opens the bus doors as I hop of as soon as the door goes against the glass light, as I'm scanning my bus card I quickly look at the fat ass driver who's staring at my cleavage, f*****g bastard, I instantly shoot him a dark and dangerous glare making him look up and when seeing it immediately flinching at turning to the road, the only place he should be staring at the moment, I walk to the back of the bus feeling disgusted by how anyone would ever marry a monstrosity like that from the gold weeding ring digging into his fat skin, sitting down getting my earphones out of my bag and putting them on and then connecting the other end to my phone putting on whatever was on my song playlist, I sigh as 'Another One Bites The Dust' by Queen starts playing, I lean my head on the cold glass vibrating from the bus engine closing my eyes and dive into the precipice of thought.

When the song ended I opened my eyes looking out the window and seeing I was close to the school so i sat up and waited. After around 5 minutes the bus stopped and I quickly got off not saying the usual thanks to the driver because today's driver wasn't of my personal liking. I put my hands in my pockets, my bag hanging from one shoulder waiting for the bus to leave, when it does I cross the road gazing at the gates of what most teens call hell. I don't get it, they actually have a chance of learning things that many their age don't get the chance to, they get to experience the demo of life in the safety of fences. But whatever.

I go through the gates noticing there's no one around, guess I got early, hm, I take off one earphone just so that if someone calls me I can hear, just as 'Bailando' by Enrique Iglesias starts playing, I go through the doors and look down the left wing and right wing of the building thinking where I should go to spend my morning, I decide I'd very much appreciate the cool breeze, so with the final decision in mind I go down the left wing towards the courtyard double doors, I mutely mouth the song words thinking of mexico and how much I missed it, but knew I couldn't go back, not for a while at least. I finally reach the double doors and walk through them looking at the bright green grass that occupied the whole courtyard's ground, a few daisies every here and there and a couple of benches on every side,and did I say how huge it is? In the middle there was a small statue of the first principal of the school, apparently she built this place without the help of the government, it was meant to be an orphanage but she started teaching the orphans and later opened the school/ orphanage to the public to teach other kids, then when she died her son made it an official school but he made sure that everyone knew and remembered his mom's kindness and creation. It's a pretty nice story actually, I find myself smiling a little and shake my head. I walk to one of the benches and sit down leaning my head back and closing my eyes while listening to random different songs. After a while I hear running from in the school and get up confused, from what I hear its going down the right wing so i jog to the door that is the center of where right and left wing meet, from the corner of the right wing I see a tall guy run down really fast towards me looking terrified, hm, interesting, he looked quite the kind and soft type, but with a bit of 'whatever' mixed in, he was wearing a black ripped jeans, a well tucked grey tank top and a green and blue sleeveless jacket, he was a bit tanned with a bit of muscular body, his hair was ginger with the shaved sides and probably back black, his eyes...oh his eyes...they were emerald green, so gorgeous yet so frightened, I would consider him quite the handsome type but I didn't have time for that as I saw what he was running from turn the corner.

Bryan.

That bastard, picking on weak kids just for satisfaction of feeling useful and powerful, but in reality he was a p***y. But me trying to not get into a bloody mess on a monday start slowly walk forward letting my leg kick forward and freeze as the green eyed nerd ran towards me, in a matter of seconds he hit my foot and started falling, he looked at me and I looked back mad, but our staring was over as quick as it started as he hit the ground with a loud thud, I didn't want to be the cause of someone's suffering, b***h I was the opposite but I needed to hide as well as I could, I know Santo Cruz knew I'd be hiding in a crook here or there so I'm hiding in plain sight.

"f**k YEAH THAT'S MY GIRL!!!" I hear Bryan shout as he gets closer throwing his fist in the air, he was the definition of dumbass, tall, tanned, with a stupid shade of red for hair, wearing his usual jeans, white shirt and soccer jacket, dark brown eyes and devilish grin.                                                                                                   "Go Kath!" I heard Becky shout, oh Becky, I felt sorry for her because of how Bryan treates her, but she says she doesn't mind, she likes him you see? She'll do anything if it means her having a chance with Bryan.

Even though I've only been here last friday I could and can see exactly how someone is from just looking at them. I guess it's a malevolent gift. That's why I hardly ever trust anyone, I always see something wrong in them.

When they get to me and pretty boy they immediately jump on him, gifting punches and kicks of pain, he's pain and soft screams were heart breaking, I couldn't help but feel sorry, until he sent a glance my way and I forced myself to put on my mean face back on. f**k off heart, you were sleeping for this long, why are you taking over my mind when you see this weakling?