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Chapter 1

Wedding and Marriage

Those two words were my dreams, that I wanted to come true.

I guess those dreams aren't coming true, instead turning into nightmares. All because of my foster mom, Nerci, the wicked witch of all. "You're marrying someone at age 18, and I'd already chosen who." Her words mocked me, how dare she. What am I? An object you can just sell for money?

So much anger bubble inside of me that day. "WHO?" My voice crack due to my madness, I'm too young to get married.

"You don't need to know this minute right now, Dear." Just the way she said 'dear' upseted me. I am no dear, I'm Celtial Bay Jaqui, and trust me I'm no girly girl. "Just be a good girl and marry the guy, okay?" Nerci's high pitched voice made me want to rip her throat out. She patted my head like I was some dog, I shove her hand off of me. "Awh," Nerci whined, "someone need to go to her room since she was being a bad girl."

I gave her a quick cold glare before marching up to my room. I hate my life, I hate it, I hate it. How did I even get to this place at this minute? Burning hot tears race down on both of my cheeks.

I hate my life.

What happened to my wonderful life? My regular kind person who never got into any type of trouble.

I hate myself.

"Hey, what'ca crying about this time little Celt?" I turned my head to see my good and only friend, Harper.

"Nothing," I said shallowly and turned my body to the other side. Even since my real family die, I vowed to never show anyone my tears.

"Ah-yeah, sure." He said in bits. Before I knew it, he was standing in front of me again. Harper's red hair was glowing brightly because of my lamp. "What did the wicked witch do this time?"

"Nothing," I tried stifle a tear that was about to fall.

"Celt." Harper said smoothly, "tell me so I can kill her with water."

This made me laugh a bit, "Harper, she's not actually a witch. You did know that right?"

"I know," he started to sit down on the edge of my bed, "but I really wanted to make you laugh a bit."

This awesome, friend of mine. "Harper, what would I do without you?" I smile a heartily smile, and hugged him.

He shrugged while still hugging me, "I dunno. Cry and die because I'm not there?" I stopped hugging Harper, just to punch him the arm. "WHAT?!" He yelled, "It's true! You can't last a second without asking me to get food for you!" We both stared into each other then laugh our butt's off again. Once again, Harper's the best dude you can ever meet.

Chapter 2

"PST, wake up Celt!" There was an irritating voice next to me. I hate waking up, they should have known by now. I, Celtial Bay Jaqui, hate mornings especially to wake up to go to school. Like I actually care about school, stupid law. "Celtial, I know you hate mornings but Nerci going to come soon. I need to leave."

AH! I absolutely despise that wicked witch also, she can't control my life. I may only be 17 and a half, it doesn't let her control me like a dog. Hell, Nerci's not even my mother. My mother died a long time go, so long ago that I have no feelings for my decreased family.

Whack.

Someone hit me with something. What now, isn't my life a pain enough? My eyes burst opened to see Nerci above me. Her blonde hair was still perfect even though she just woke up. There was a aim scowl on her pink lips. "How. Dare. You. Celtial, I know you're not stupid. Why the hell, would you allow a boy in your room!" And why the hell won't you shut up. Her index finger was trembling while pointing it on Harper. Harper just stood in the room corners, looking like a lost puppy.

"I-I can explain..." Harper's voice was shaken, he knew how Nerci was. It didn't help the fact he was only wearing boxers... Nerci now finally notice and glance down at his boxers. Harper wasn't sure at first, then he did. His cheeks flushed as red as his hair. "...This isn't what it looks like..."

Blam.

There goes my history textbook across Harper's face. What the fuck did she just do!

My brain took over my stupid mouth, "What the hell's wrong with you, you-you bitch!"

Swearing, more words I never knew about. Nerci has a reason why she did that but frankly, I don't give a shit. Harper's the only thing left after my family died. Mom, dad, and my older brother Curt, gone. Fuck, even my emotions and soft feeling was buried with my family. Gone and gone, everything. I took a job just to afford the house I once lived in. That single house was left with the family memories. Until the adults found out about it and sent me to a foster home. Do you know how scary it is? The feeling you're not wanted and never to be pick? And if you do get chosen, will your new family like you. Besides, your new family isn't really your family at all.

"Excuse me?" Nerci flabbergasted, her tone was questioning my words. "You must have forgotten who I am, Celtial Bay Gold." Yuck, Gold, Nerci's last name. My last name is Jaqui and I'm proud of it. I hate your last name 'Gold', how many times do I have to tell her that? "I'm the one who took you in. Fed you, took care of you, I even brought you a stinking-whatever your car is called."

"SSC Ultimate Aero specs," I interrupted her, "and your money will never replace who I am, want to me, and my real family. Just because you adopted me, doesn't mean you own me. I am really, who the fuck told you to decide who I marry!" I marched out of my room, out of the house. I needed to get away, I have to. I switched opened the car and a second later, I was speeding down the roads. I'm ditching school, I don't care anymore. My blood was boiling inside my veins. I hate her. I hate her. I hate Nerci! I hate my life and the fact my entire family died without me. My entire life...was nothing but a hell hole.

Chapter 3

As every mornings, I woke up, I didn't want to though. School. That's the only reason why, don't get me wrong, education is important. I did the same old routine; wake up, brush teeth, and the other girly stuff. I even decided to comb my dark brown hair into a braid and-you know what. This morning is lame!

Time to spice it up!

Step Uno: Wear better clothes than this girly piece of shit. No more pink skirts or blouses from Aero to me! Nerci brought and forces me to wear these crap. I took the leather jacket and jeans from my hidden bag. Why is the bag hidden? I stole these clothes from the mall and had to hide them.

Step Two: Learn how to spell 'the number 2' in Spanish.

Step Three: Take Racer, my motor cycle, for a ride. Nice and friendly race with the cops, on the way to school.

A few minutes later, everything on my list is all checked. Right now, I got pulled over. "Excuse me ma'am, do you know how fast you were going?" I removed my sunglasses and winked at the cop. HEY! He's a cute, YOUNG, one calm down.

"You tell me hot shot, how fast can a Macchia Nera can go?"

The brown haired and blue eyed cop smirked at me, "You like fun and games huh? 370 kms per hour."

"You're right," I cool smiled at him, "You look too young to be a cop-"

"Steven, Steven's my name. Oh, and I'm new at the job, I'm only 20."

"20?" He's lying right? "My name is Celtial by the way."

"Yup," Steven said popping the 'p'. "My dad's forcing me to work as a 'punishment'. Plus I have to help my little bro from all the things he did. But any how, nice to meet you Celtial."

Say what? "What did your little brother do?"

"He broke rich girl's hearts and they sue our family company. Simple." He rolled his eyes for a bit and continued talking, "how old are ya anyways?"

"17." I answered him slowly...but 3 years is still okay.

"Oh...driving to school, I mean speeding a joy ride before school?" I laughed. "By any chance, do you go to James Wood High?"

Did he read my mind or something?! "Yeah...how did you know-?"

"My little brother goes there, tell Ethan I said "Hi". Well, gotta go and drive safe Celtial." Steven, the cop, said while walking back to his police motorcycle. Wait...Ethan Sky?!

"Steven!" He looked up to my direction to face me. "Do-do you mean Ethan Sky?"

He nodded his head in a, 'Really? What's with that question?' way. "There's only one Ethan in your entire school. Aren't I right, babe?"

Chapter 4

As I got closer to my school, I pushed the gas pedal more...and almost hitting a few classmates with Racer. It wasn't my fault though; it was theirs'. I mean seriously, the school's parking lot is huge. The people I almost made into pancakes; weren't really happy about it. They kept swearing their butts off and shit. I mean, Calm the fuck DOWN. At least I didn't hit ya. I finally parked my motorcycle in a teacher's lane, frankly, I don't care.

Oh, and I almost ran over Peyton Parker. Now before, my life turns into a cliche teen love novel. Yes, Peyton's a blonde chick with 'looks', yeah she's on the cheerleading team. B-U-T Peyton's my best friend and no doubt she isn't a villian in my life. "Celtial Bay Jaqui! You almost hit me!"

I laughed at Peyton and put my arm over her shoulders. "BUT I didn't, now, did I?"

"Yeah," Peyton snatch my arm off, "but you were an inch before crashing at Bree!"

Bree, Bree, Bree, that's all she talks about now. "Bree Harrison? Huh-damn it, I should of!"

Peyton's mouth dropped to the parking lot's ground. "Celtial! RUDE, to the captial 'R'."

"Really?" I said with annoyance and boredom. "You're going to talk like a preppy, text talking cheerleader."

Seriously? What happened to my twin to another mother?! My bestfriend that was a rule breaker tomboy buddy?! "DUH! Cause I am one!"

That just made me snapped. I was about to yell at Peyton for acting like that; till the Preps showed up. The Seniors and rulers of this school, seriously. You got the 'Power Couple': Ethan Sky, also called Mr. Jackass or Mr. Jerk face. With his lovely and bitchy GF, Bree Harrison.

Ethan Sky, my former best guy friend before he ditched me for Bree. Ethan Sky a guy that's all sports and kinda grades. He has spiked black hair and shiny sky blue eyes. Ever since he ditched me; I've hated him ever since with pure hatred.

Bree Harrison, head cheerleader and poms. She does other sports too, but who cares? Barbie like-check, blonde hair-nope, make it brown, and with grass green eyes. Besides cliche novels-Bree isn't a slut nor whore. I mean, Bree is the nicest cheerio ever. I can feel it's fake though.

Bree and Ethan walked up to where me and Peyton stood. Ethan had the looks to kill me, no, really. He was giving me a death glare, Bree saw it and lightly punched him in the crest. "Ethan, behave."

Bree had a fake smile and her eyes looked to be deceive, "Hey...Peyton. Really for practice later?" P

eyton's eyes were shining with happiness. "Oh-Oh yeah! What time is it? Cause, I might hang out with Celtial today." I smirked at that fake cheerleader.

She didn't looked like she cared about me, "Who?"

"Me, you fake bitch." Once again, I don't care what people think about me anymore.

"Listen here you-"

"You what?" I interrupted her, "Awesome, better than you, that would be me?"

Ethan, being cocky of himself, had to stood up for his girlfriend. "You're just jealous of Bree, Celtial." I rolled my hazel eyes at him, jealous? Fuck no. "You're just jealous of Bree being the head cheerleader and poms. And she's probably 10 times better than you. You know what-she's even a better friend than you'll ever be!" Ouch. "So why don't you stuck in your selfish ass, and let it go."

I just laughed at the dumb ass, "One. I'm not jealous of Bree. Two, I don't give a shit if she's a head cheerio. Three, I'm wayyy better than that fake bitch. And four-I don't give a single piece of crap about our former 'friendship.' Who knows- maybe Bree is a way better friend than you were to me. And you know what, at least I maybe selfish but not a cocky ass-like you."

Chick and Bro Fight

I was ready to take my clenched fist and wipe that damn smirk off of Ethan's face. Sadly, the stupid bell rang. The bell that caused my fist to stop midway before colliding to Ethan's shiny blue eyes. I can't believe he was my best friend...time's had changed, I guess. I can't help but to think of the times we hang out together, we shared and fought over the same teddy bear as children, and we even played as a married couple. You know, what little kids like to do?

I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "Come on Peyton, let's go," I said in a emotionless tone. Peyton look nervously back at Bree and back to me. She did that before deciding to wave goodbye to Bree and ran to catch up.

"You okay? Celtial can be rough at times." I could hear Ethan comforting little miss Barbie.

I glance back at them, Bree caught my eyes and gave me a glare. "I can't believe you used to talk to that loser." I stop my steps and just stood there; Peyton keep telling me to calm down and let it go.

Ethan sighed, "Celtial changed..after her family died in the car crash."

Peyton's eyes widen, she knew me too well. "Celtial, don't." She kept whispering me not to lunged at him. "Please don't. Please don't." I tried to clam down as Peyton told me to. Don't think about it Celtial. Don't think about it. Don't you dare remember whose family killed yours. You'll go to jail if you plan to murder.

I was already on the edge when Bree said something at made me snap. "It's not my fault her family died." Yes, it was. Bree's green eyes darken with enjoyment; she wanted me to react. "It's better that HER family died instead of mine-" SNAP.

I lost my conscience. I finally let my hatred, pain, and suffering control my body for me. I lunged at Bree like a lion, a lion that wants to kill it's enemy. I don't care about my life anymore, I can go to jail for all I want. A crowd started to form, circling us four. I sat on top of her, punching after punching after punching. I managed to give Bree a black eye and cut on her lip (due to my ring that I was wearing).Ethan tried to pull me away from Bree. I accidentally fell on top of him; we started to fight each other instead.

The group in the crowd kept yelling out:

"My money's on the chick!"

"Nah man, that's Ethan Sky."

"Well than Ethan's ass is getting beat up from a girl!"

"That chick's hot, how come we never saw her before?"

"Isn't that Celtial Jaqui? The girl whose family died in a car crash?"

Now you might be wondering, Ethan made a mistake by teaching me how to fight. But that was when me and him were still 'besties.' "OK! Break it up!" Steven's voice rang throughout my ears...wait Steven? Muscular arms grab me from Ethan and placed me behind me. "Woww bro, your ass was getting kicked by a chick. He slowly turned to face me while I quickly tried to cover my face. "Celtial?"

Ethan's face was full of confusion. "You two know each other?"

Steven grimace and he placed one of his lungs around my shoulder, "Oh yeah. Me and Celtial go know each other a loooonnng way back."

I smug, "By long way back you mean, this morning?"

"That too. Hm." Steven look around to see the crowd. "Go to class, you dumb asses. Do you all really want dentition?" The crowds' eyes widen and ran off to different classes. Now we were all alone, just us four-ok 5.

Ethan questioned, "Care to explain how you two know each other?" To my eyes I caught Bree eye raping Steven. Well. Well. Well.

I snapped back at him, "Care to explain why the hell you would care?" I copied him but in a bitcher tone.

"Now babe," Steven eyes drawn into mine; at the same time they said 'Just go with it', "you don't want you're future in-law brother to get mad right?"

I smirk back, I'm starting to like this dude. Steven and I are like one of a kind. "You're right babe." I pretended to flirt with Steven. My hand was on his arm, my fingers slowly making their way to his face. Once on his face, I pulled his face close to mine; our lips only a centimeter apart. I stop right there to face Ethan, "Sorry for beating up your ass, future brother."

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