hit me with your best shot

Chapter 1
Today marks the start of my last year of high school.
I got out of bed and left my hair looking messy, but sexy. I changed into a pair of jeans.
I threw on a white crop top that read 'raising hell in the 90's.'
Once I slid on my black buckle boots, I grabbed my phone and a bookbag.
I walked downstairs, muttering a hello to my father and giving my mother a hug.
"Good luck at school today sweetie." My mother said, as she snapped my picture.
I grabbed the keys to my Harley Davidson and walked outside and put them in the ignition.
I revved the engine, then sped away on my way to school.
I parked in the senior lot, for the first time. It didn't feel different than any other lot.
I got a lot of stares from people, but whatever. They either love me or hate me.
Either way, they're thinking about me. I walked into school right after the bell rang.
"Ms. Carter, nice of you to join us." said my pre-calc teacher as I walked in the classroom.
"My pleasure." I replied sarcastically, taking a seat in the back of the room.
"Actually, your seat is up front here." she said, suprised by my response.
"I can't sit up front. I get headaches." I lied. I hated sitting in the front.
"Fine." the teacher huffed, turning her back to write on the board. I flicked her off.
The class laughed, and she turned around. She stared at my through narrowed eyes.
"Can I help you?" I asked, with a hint of attitude in my voice.
"No." she said sternly, before handing out the class syllabus.
"Sorry I'm late Ms. Johnson." said a boy as he walked in the classroom.
"No worries Troy. When's the first game?" she asked, hanging him a paper.
"Tomorrow night. Go Lancers!" he said, pumping his fist into the air.
That annoying jock talking to the teacher would be Troy Stevens.
My arch enemy. For some reason, Troy and I have always hated each other.
Probably because he's a preppy jock, and I'm considered a rebel. Our cliques don't really get along. But I don't really care. It's better that way, for both of us.
"You'll be sitting next to Avery." the teacher said, pointing to the seaet next to mine.
"Perfect." he said, glaring straight at me as he walked back towards our table.
Right before he sat down, I pulled his chair out from under him.
He fell right on his butt, and the entire class started laughing. He gave me the death stare.
"Oh, it's so on." Troy said as he got up and sat in his chair.
"Bring it." I replied. This year is the last year for our rivalry to continue, and I'm not backing down. This year, I'm going all out. I'm going to leave this school superior to Troy.
Nothing's gonna change that.

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