What I've Done (Alicea)

[Kaydẽn Anderson]

F**k, sending her to this school was basically the icing on the cake of complete idiocy that her parents had created over the years; why they would just send her somewhere without even checking the place was so random and sh*t-a** crazy. But then Kaydẽn remembered. Oh right, her parents were crazy; they had been even before she was born. Now they were just more crazy. Kaydẽn sighed quietly. She lit the cigarette placed lightly between her lips and slipped the lighter back into her pocket before taking hold of the nicotine stick with her fingers, letting the smoke sift out through her lips. The air was thick for a brief moment but soon the smoke became a transparent cloud, clinging to Kaydẽn almost like shadows did.

Cars were coming and going at the front gate but Kaydẽn barely gave them a glance; standing a few feet away from the main hustle and bustle of arriving students, Kaydẽn stood against the wall nonchalantly, her head leant back on the stone gently. Holding the cigarette in her fingers lightly, Kaydẽn routinely put the cigarette to her lips and inhaled slightly, before letting a cloud of smoke sift out through her lips softly. She ran the fingers of her other hand through her black hair, ignoring the pieces of hair that fell into her face. The midnight-black strands were forever messy and nothing Kaydẽn did ever changed that fact, so she had long given up with trying to keep it neat. It was quite helpful sometimes, especially since it hid her face.

Tilting her head, Kaydẽn brushed off a piece of ash that had fallen onto her jacket. Clothes with Kaydẽn were simple, straight-forward, generally practical and always black. Her long-sleeved shirt, fitting jeans, tennis shoes and hoodie were strange, a stark contrast to the outfits that the other students displayed as they arrived at the school. Kaydẽn placed the cigarette to her lips again, glancing up towards the main gate as yet another limousine came to a stand-still in the spacious driveway. Her dark hazel eyes were calm, relaxed while the black eyeliner and the red-and-black shadowing that surrounded her eyes off-set her pale face.

Kaydẽn shifted her standing position slightly, but her back still rested against the dark grey stone of the school wall. A sudden feeling that she was being watched settled on Kaydẽn. She tilted her head to the side slightly, moving her gaze away from the main gate and back to the vivid green scenery encompassing the areas around the school. "Staring at me isn't going to do anything," Kaydẽn commented, smirking slightly before placing the cigarette to her lips again.

[Alicea Scotts]

'Stupid, stupid, stupid staff for making me wait,' a girl thought as she kicked a piece of gravel as she went down the stairs. They were going to get hell from her later for testing her patience. Were they trying to get themselves sued out of their minds? Did they even realize who she was? A Scotts. She was a Scotts for heaven's sakes! Her father owned the biggest oil company on the earth and her mother was of royal blood. So make that Lady Alicea Scotts. Did they like living on the thread between life and death?

She had been waiting for an hour. An hour too long. Sure she had talked to Jason, but that was it. And now, she was completely bored. She had arrived an exact hour earlier to a chaotic scene. A ton of new scholarships had joined their ranks, and that had severely pissed her off even more. And then the new secretary made her wait in there with them because they had a small 'dysfunction' in the system. She bet it was those scholarships who had caused it, just to make her suffer even longer. Her golden blonde hair blew back in a small breeze, giving her even more of a model look. She could be a top model if she wanted to be, judging by her looks and her attitude. Even in a white tank top and a short denim skirt she looked perfect. She had her large black sunglasses pushed back on her head and in her hand, a small black cell phone.

Ali threw her water bottle on the perfect lawn. First litter of the year. She fished around in her purse for something else too. Finding what she was looking for, she pulled out a slim white cigarette and a white lighter. Lighting her cigarette, she put it in her mouth. Finally...... who knows how long she had been longing to do that. After a minute or so, she tossed it lazily on the ground and stepped on it with the heel of her black heels. She was already drunk, Jason had spotted that right away, but the teachers wouldn't. They were so oblivious to everything that happened. They probably thought that on the first day of school, everyone would be being a goody good. Wrong.

She headed around the school just for something to do. She kept wondering when this problem would clear up and she could unpack and get cleaned up. Even if she got a crappy dorm, who wouldn't be dying to trade with her? If it meant getting into her good graces. And maybe Jason would sit with her at dinner...... She for sure wasn't sitting next to Edward. God, right now, he probably wanted to rip her throat out after she cheated on him with Jason and he had practically seen her go up the stairs, glued to the lips with Jay. Then the shooting happened and then the long summer.... and here they were again.

But all thoughts stopped as she looked at the girl who looked so out of place leaning against the wall. She knew everyone at the school, even if she didn't want to. She tilted her head and looked at her for a moment before she spoke to her. At first thought, Ali just wanted to turn around and go back to Jason, who was waiting for her after she told him she needed some fresh air. But she surprised herself... "Thought you were supposed to greet each other first before accusing them of something," she said, a cold tone blocking out some of her drunkenness. "Hello to you too Kayden," she said.