Lindsay Lopez-Pierce's Story

"Hey, wake up." Her dad's voice broke the trance of sleep Ally was floating in. "You don't want to be late," he assured her. "Late?" She scoffed back. "I'm always late. No matter what time I wake up I'm always late 'cause we live so damn far away." Her dad shook his head and pulled the covers off of her. "It's not my fault. Be grateful you have a roof over your head," he stated, his voice rising somewhat. Ally shook her head and smirked. "Oh, I am." She rose from her bed and pushed her dad out of her room so she could start getting ready for school. She threw on her usual attire: black skinny jeans, combat boots, a black long sleeved shirt, and her leather jacket. It was safe to say she liked the color black. She ran a brush through her hair and went out to eat breakfast. She grabbed an apple while she talked to her dad. "Did Aiden get dropped off?" Her dad nodded, "I drove him, like always." Ally continued eating her apple in a hurry, her morning routine. "Alright, any problems?" He laughed. "Are you serious? That kid is like an angel. Of course not!" Ally smiled and finished her apple. She kissed her dad on the cheek and grabbed her backpack. "See ya."

Before she knew it she was at her favorite place in the world: McKinley. Oh, how she hated this school. The people were pathetic, not even worth her time. They were just a bunch of cry babies or stuck up weirdos. Or worst of all, rich, prissy whiners. She opened the door and when others caught sight of her, the halls cleared. She smirked and walked to her locker, not even glancing at anyone. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the two twins, Lindsay and Megan. Ally never really spoke to either of them, but if she had it was just Lindsay coming to the rescue for Megan. Ally rolled her eyes at the thought. The twins' lockers were only a few away from hers. She suppressed the thought opened her locker.

Announcements had come on, and ended with a few lines from a Beatles song. Shaking her head, Ally gathered her books. She didn't want to be here in the first place, let alone listen to kid sing over the PA system. Ally had heard a locker slam and she turned her head, just in time to see Lindsay being slammed against a locker. Ally didn't know either of the twins that well, not well enough to help at least. She craned her neck to see who was the trouble maker. A smirk worked it way onto her face. It was none other than Derek, the steroid addicted football captain. Shaking her head, Ally watched the rest of the 'fight' unravel. Frankly, she couldn't even call it a fight. It was Lindsay trying to land a blow, but Derek throwing her around like a ragdoll. By the end of the 'fight', a person was in a locker, and that person was Lindsay.

With her books in hand, Ally made her way over to the circle of boys. By the time she was in front of the locker Lindsay was in, Megan had scurried off to class taking all her books with her. Derek eyed Ally as she approached. "Puckerman," he spat. "Derek, it's a pleasure to see you again." A smile worked it's way onto her face. "You know," she began. "I don't think I've ever seen you take a girl down so quickly. Impressive." "Impressive? Really? You think so?" "Oh, I do. After all, only true dickheads would gang up on a girl six-to-one and shove her into a locker. Especially after she had been slammed by steroid junkie over here." She had looked around the group of men. They towered over her by a few inches and were greater in size, but she was no weakling. Ally smirked and leaned against the locker to the right of the one Lindsay was in. "Steroid junkie?! Why I ought to--"His fist came down, straight for her face. Ally jerked herself to the left, not even flinching as his fish came near and made contact with the metal. "Oh, come on babe. You're going to have to do better than that." He took another swing, which she avoided. She ducked and worker her way behind him. He turned around, and Ally responded by jabbing her books into his stomach, causing him to double over. She smirked and spun around while she brought her foot up, doing a long-spinning kick. She could felt her foot make contact with him before she saw or heard it. He stumbled backwards and into the group of jocks he was with, still shocked from the impact and not bothering to continue. "You know, you have a thick head. Even for someone your size." Her words resulted in a death glare from him and he walked away with the other guys.

She went to the locker and called to Lindsay in a sharp tone, "Back up or watch the fuck out." Ally swung her elbow into the locker with enough force to knock it open. Once the locker swung open she walked off to her first class, not bothering to stick around to exchange words. It was time for the day to begin with her least favorite subject, English.