The Bad Girl Wears Pink

[ thank you noctuaries for the beautiful cover, this chapter is dedicated to you ]

Meghan's P.O.V

"Meghan Brooks, can you please make your way to the principle's office." I hear a feminine voice say through the speakers but instead of doing what I'm suppose to do, I simply keep my head down and rest as I hardly got any sleep last night.

"Miss Brooks!" The teacher snaps angrily, making my raise my head slowly to look at her. Her grey hair is tied into a bun on the top of her head as she continues to send lasers through my scull.

Out of anger, I reply with, "What the fuck do you want!"

"Principle's office, now!" The teacher growls in annoyance and I stand up, nearly tipping my chair over in the process.

"I heard the first time." I growl back and the teacher narrows her eyes at me, her glasses falling down her nose to make her eyes go back to looking cross-eyed.

"Then get out of here and go!" The teacher snaps once more and I find myself rolling my eyes as I begin to make my way towards the classroom door. Everyone watches me but before I leave, I send the students a glare, watching as they turn and look away in fear. When I am satisfied, I slam the door shut and begin to make my way towards the principle's office.

I honestly hate this place. Everyone here treats me like shit and that's the only reason why I do the same. The teachers here think I am a nuisance while the students think I belong in a mental hospital. But let's be realistic here: If I was treated like a normal person, I wouldn't be treating everyone like shit.

Well, not entirely true but I don't care. I am allowed to do whatever I please without anyone to tell me otherwise. It's just that the teachers and everyone here doesn't like it.

As I enter the principle's office, the look on his face tells me I am going to get suspended again, just hopefully not for the reason that is running around my head. I mean, I have been back chatting to the teachers and destroying school property, yes, and the principle knows that. What he doesn't know is that I have been breaking the school rules by selling drugs on school grounds. Hopefully he hasn't found out about that...

Hey, I had to get money somehow. No one allows me to work anywhere so I have to do what I do best and that is to sell drugs.

"Miss Brooks, please sit down." The principle says, the frown that is still on his face tilts more, making me shift uncomfortably in my seat.

"What have I done this time?" I ask, trying not to growl and lose my cool in front of him. I didn't want to get sent to another school again because to be honest, that is too much work for me and I am lazy and fuck.

My eyes watch carefully as the principle opens his drawer, pulling out a bag of green stuff that I immediately recognise as weed.

Oh shit.

"Have you been selling weed on school premises again, Miss Brooks?" The principle asks, his voice calm and steady but inside, I knew he is frustrated with me since I just happen to keep breaking the rules.

"No, sir." I say, trying to look calm as possible. The principle narrows his eyes at me and places the bag next to him, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Miss Brooks, you do realise that if you have been selling drugs to students on school grounds that you will not be attending Mainland High anymore, right?" The principle explains and I nod, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I know and thats exactly why I wouldn't do anything to ruin my chances in staying at this school." I lie and the principle shakes his head, running a hand through his dark hair.

"I'm going to ask you one more time, Miss Brooks. Did you sell weed to one of my students?" The principle pushes and I grit my teeth and shake my head.

"No I didn't. May I go now?" I ask, my eyebrow raising and the principle shakes his head.