Chapter 1

Lucifer Laurens

I walked through the school's gates as the second bell rang, signaling anyone who wasn't in class, was late. I felt my smile drop, a call to Frank. I decided it was in my best interest to answer the phone at that point. I turned as I felt a tap on my shoulder, and of course, the stupid hall monitor was nearby, he gave me a look of disgust as he no doubt looked at my piercings and my hair. Personally, I thought I looked okay.

"That's detention for being tardy... Not to mention the violation of the dress code policy." The monitor had on thick-rimmed glasses and tons of acne. I'm sorry but he was the nerd. I grabbed my detention slips and shoved them in my pocket. I quickly ran to my first hour. I did not need the principal on my ass for not showing up. As I walked in the teacher glared at me as usual.

"Ah, mister Laurens to whom do we owe to receive the presence of yourself." Ms. Benny said annoyed. Some students snickered. I felt my face heat up. I sink deeper into my sweatshirt.

"Sorry for being late" I mumbled as I took my usual seat at the front. I'm not gonna start shit, I just showed up.

"Hood off," I removed my hood and laid my head on the desk. I begin to zone out.

"Alright class-" she started. But her voice started to fade away as I slip into a daydream while staring out the window. I got out another notebook that I had drawn on the cover. I know, it's only been my 'first period' I'm already distracted and doing everything but the classwork and listening to the teacher. Who cares the future holds nothing for me anyway. So I quickly began doodling all over the pages, making sketches of future tags I can spray paint over town. A little color never hurt anyone. Especially since everything is a bit grey as of lately. I felt a tap on my shoulder as it felt like hours passed in here. Honestly, school five minutes and five minutes while watching TV are way different.

"Mr. Laurens, please go to your second hour, here's the classwork we did and notes for it." I put away the schoolwork, notes. I began to look over them. What class was I even in? I've been back for a month since the school year started and I still don't know what's going on.

"Thank you" I muttered as I left my second hour. Ms. Benson was okay. It's not her fault. I walked out of her class and while walking through the hallway to my locker, I saw another fight. But this fight didn't seem fair. It was some scrawny pale guy with white bleached hair. I think he's dating some kid named Tony, or well that's the rumor. I walked to the kid that was gonna punch him again and shoved him away. I had a friend who got bullied and it drove him mad. I don't know what happen afterward to him, I guess his parents sent him away.

"The fuck man!" The guy yelled annoyed. The idiot looked high. He had his hair slicked back. He wore jeans that sagged so it showed half his ass and a white t-shirt. Shame it was gonna get stained.

"Look the idiot is trying to be a hero" One of his goons snickered. I dropped my bookbag on the floor. Other teens surround us as we circle each other, waiting for the first punch to be thrown. Goons leave as soon as the real fight starts anyway. I had no worry about that. Man, it's only been nearly an hour since I got here and I'm already in a fight.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The other students yelled. Some began to place bets on who would win. A few chanting for what was happening. They completely ignored the bell to alert them that they were late.

"Sammy!" I heard another guy yell. 'Sammy' got up and ran to him. I glance for a second to the one who called out. It was Tony King. I looked back in time to dodge a punch. He started this, I'm gonna end it. I threw a right hook and hit him square in the cheek. This punching and kicking continued until the principal found out.

Soon the guy was on the floor. His nose was broken and dripping blood, his right cheek purple, and his left eye was swollen. I'm pretty sure he broke his wrist when he fell back. I leaned against the lockers trying to maintain my balance. My right eye ached as I brushed my black and faded red hair back. My bottom lip was busted, my left wrist was sprained. My left eye was swollen and on top of that idiot broke my nose. But Jesus fucking Christ the dude looks terrible, worse than me!

"MR. LAURENS GET YOUR ASS IN MY OFFICE! YOU TOO DAVIDSON!" The principal yelled, fuming. I grabbed my bag from off the ground and started toward her. The idiot might have a concussion but it's fine. I felt my arm grabbed, the air surrounding us was thick.

'Thanks for helping him. If you need anything just ask." Tony smiled. He wore his button-up (uniform) shirts open, exposing a black t-shirt with some jeans. His black hair was shaggy. Tony seems to have that flirty tone to his voice but it sounded more like arrogance than anything. He had a few dirt patches on him and his hands seemed rough with callus.

"You know a doctor?" I joked but the last thing I need is a hospital alerting the authorities again.

"NOW LAURENS!" The principal, Ms. Grant, yelled. I turned to Tony and smirked. He handed me a piece of paper that was folded small.

"Dial the number," he said with a smile. I like this guy already.

"Laurens and Davidson, I will not hesitate to call security." She gritted through her teeth. I sighed and thanked him. As I walked toward her, I glance to see Tony hugging Sammy. I guess the rumors were true. I felt a yank on my arm. I could see the fear in Sammy's eyes as Tony comforts him. I glared at the principal as she drags us both down to her office. We sat down in the chairs in front of her, dumb Davidson here just stared at his lap. Ms. Grant leaned back in her chair as she had her hands behind her head to support it upright.

"What the hell were you boys thinking?" She said through her teeth. The other guy didn't answer, but I damn well did.

"He was beating up another kid for his sexuality and I didn't approve of that. Unless-" I raised an eyebrow "-you do?" I smirked to the best of my ability but my lip cut opened again and bled more. It dribbled down my chin.

"No we don't approve of that either, but violence is not the solution. Now Davidson is that true?" He looked up immediately and the fire in his eyes was blazing.

"He could have aids! He was checking me o-" I rolled my eyes and slap the guy. He held his cheek in shock but quickly recuperated and tried to hit me back but I caught his wrist. Grant seemed shocked but quickly called security to contain Davidson. The two guards held him still. Loosely have it. The principal held the ruler in her hands. She tapped her thigh repetitively.

"Oh grow up, he might have looked at you, but he's dating someone. You're not a piece of eye candy anyway, at most just some scum" I sneered. It's true though, the guy was sagging his pants with nothing to show. I would know.

"Mr. Laurens!" She yelled at me. I ignore her and smiled sweetly at Davidson.

"Take that back bitch!" He screams as he goes for my throat.

"SECURITY!" The principal yelled and soon we were pulled apart by two large men. I stood up and dust myself off as the other struggled with Davidson.

"I'll be seeing you both for in-school suspension." She growled. I sighed and wiped the gushing blood off from my nose. Too bad it's still bleeding.

"And for Christ's sake take them to the nurse!" She exclaimed. She adjusted her tie and ran her hand through her (very) short light brown hair. Her clothes were wrinkled and since she was usually a nice-looking teacher, means something is wrong. I gave her a funny look. She simply waves me off.

We were escorted out as Davidson continued to swear at me under his breath. He was held in an awkward position as all they did was put me in handcuffs and held my arm to guide me. I smirked at every student we passed. One of them caught my eye. He had on a black hoodie, black jeans and his hair was rather long and not very well maintained, not like I could talk. He narrowed his eyes as we made contact. I was in such awe of the kid I didn't realize I was shoved forward. I stumbled and tried to keep balanced. I glared at the security guard.

"Move it, Laurens!" The security guard, named Jason Axton, growled. I glared and scoffed at him. He isn't so tough around Dallas Paris. Bottom bitch.

"Fine", I mumbled. We never did go to the nurse's office. To be fair they might've just given us a bag of frozen peas or ice.

We were stuck in the security buildings, it was your basic classrooms but there were fewer desks and one of the teachers there was none other than Jace Verano. He was an asshole and in all honesty, didn't deserve Mr. Wendell. I sat in my usual seat near the window. Mister Jace was pretty good at handling troubled teens though, I'll give him that. He wrote on the board: Makeup

I got out my books. I'm not a bad student, I'm just a terrible person, know the difference. I heard Jace pull up a chair in front of my desk. Avoid eye contact at all costs. One of the few things I did always liked about Jace was his ability to be straightforward. He was always calm about such topics and managed to make you feel safe. But he was totally gonna chew you out.

"Lucifer." He said in a tone that made anyone feel guilty. I look around, everywhere but his eyes. The class was somewhat empty. Only a few students, about six students including myself were here. Davidson was in another classroom. I saw a few of these guys before. They weren't like others, some couldn't focus, others couldn't hear, others were slow but still got there in the end thanks to teachers like Jace.

"Lucifer what did I tell you about the fighting," he says. I finally look into his eyes. Mr. Verano is color blind, he only sees in shades of grey, but his eyes had multiple shades of violets and purples. I thought it was cool but he said it's horrifying to be in a room painted black with dim lights (he was dragged to a haunted house and literally traumatized).

"Questions first, stab later?" I say unsure. I shift uncomfortably and cross my arms. He sighed but his lips twitched into a small smile. He lets out a small cough.

"Violence can't solve everything but yeah I did tell you that". Mr. Verano undid his ponytail and redid it. I wonder how he gets dressed without looking like a total fool. I got off topic... Oh, I remember. So Mr. Verano told me that during my freshman year. In my first year of high school, some guy threatened me and after school, he had almost put my face in a damn toilet. Therefore I stabbed him in the leg with a pencil so he would drop me. Since my first year of high school, I had a major growth spurt. On top of that, I no longer deal with a sorry excuse of a parent. I live on my own... Well, there is no adult who lives with me unless you count myself. I live with a friend, Will, it's just Will. No one actually knows if it's his real name. Any file he had in the office is gone.

"Do you have any work or what classes did you miss?" He asked me looking at his nails. I notice how short they were, I notice the calluses like Tony had.

"I had math already, but I missed biology, French, and-" the bell rung-" now I'm gonna miss history." He sighed. He got up to grab his book.

"Looks like your staying late again" he clicked his tongue. I sighed in annoyance. Like I said, shitty from the start.

"We'll catch you up on French first than history. You'll have to see someone else for the others-" I cut him off. "But you always teach me the rest of the subjects!" I say confused. He smiled. He thought of me like his own son, though I would never admit I kind of like the thought of him being my father. Even if I keep denying it.

"I know but I think you'd like Mr. Jagger to teach you, photography and English. We'll see about the other courses." He said softly. I nodded and got out my French book and notebooks. He lifted the story one. I tried to take it back but he moved too quickly.

"Wickedly Good' huh? What's this about?" He asked me with a raised eyebrow. I felt the heat rise in my face.

"It's nothing so hand it back!" I hissed. He smirked but handed it back.

"Alright, let's begin"...

The bell for lunch rang. I made no move for the door. I had finished my lessons with Mr. Verano and was going with Mr. Jagger. He was letting me finish my last few touches on an essay I finished earlier. I handed it in but I already knew I wasn't allowed to leave yet.

"Lucifer, Mr. Verano will be here if you need anything. I need to go pick up my lunch". Mr. Jagger smiled at me before leaving. Mr. Verano only showed a small bit of human compassion to a rare few.

There were more students here than in my other classes and I was getting pissed at the fact some girl kept ranting on and on that some slut got together with her boyfriend who wasn't really her boyfriend, but they hooked up multiple times. I really do wish sometimes that I would ignore stuff that happens around me. Then I wouldn't be here. Verano came back with a take-out box. Jagger left, I had enough. It's been a fucking two hours an a half!

"And then she had the-" I cut her off by slamming a book on the desk. Causing everyone to look at me.

"Shut your fucking trap!" I yell. I was tired. My eye was aching and my lip 'scab' opened again from biting my lip so much. My wrist was being a pain too since I just slammed it on the table.

"Lucifer!" Mr. Verano scowled. I scoffed. He wasn't serious, it's clear to me that she was just a booty call.

"The bitch is obviously cheating on him anyway! Can I step out?" I asked Mr. Verano sighed and signaled me out. But before I left he spoke again. He seemed so done with the students and life in general.

"What that is so so unfair!" The plastic screeched. She had make-up caked up on her face and her clothes barely covered her breast or ass. Seems as if someone adjusted her uniform a tad bit too much.

"Laurens I want to have a word with you afterward. Other students may head to the lunch hall". Mr. Verano said in a cold voice. I fucked up.

"Oh come on!" I yelled in frustration. The others piled into the dining hall that was built in the security building. I ran out of the security building and left to the woods that were in the back of the school. I climbed a tree and pulled out a cigarette and lighter. I took a long drag. I enjoyed the time alone sometimes. But loneliness makes the voices talk and that's the last thing I need. My stomach growled. I heard security pass by me multiple times but they never seem to get close to the woods. What idiots.

"Damn it," I haven't eaten all day. I was running late since I did an errand before school. It's shitty to live alone. I hate it sometimes, Will isn't home much. My stomach growled again. I was gonna starve. After all I've been through, starving to death was gonna take me out! I got hit by something on the head. It was an apple. Damn Newton's law.

"The fuck?" I mumbled. I inspected the apple. A smooth golden apple.

"Security is looking for you," I looked to see Tony. Hands in his pocket and notebooks under his arm.

"Oh yeah, I should've been back by now, and uh thanks". I said as coughed out some of the smoke. I heard someone yell. Turns out it was 'Sammy'.

"Tony stop taking my stuff!" Sammy whined. His face was red. His bruises were a bright purple.

"Here Sam, did the number work?" He asked as he returned his boyfriend's stuff which was his book bag. I took a bite of the apple and put out my cigarette. I climbed down from the tree slowly to not injure myself more.

"I'm gonna test it now. It's clear they just want me to leave," He doesn't push the topic further and nods.

"Well, Sammy here and I are gonna skip this dump and go get actual food. You down?" He asks. I nod. Don't get me wrong the food is pretty good but after constantly eating the same thing you feel sick just thinking about it. I begin munching the apple, it wasn't too bad for being an apple.

"My stuff is in class though-" before I finish he waves me off- "we'll be back in time since Sammy hates being late to class." Tony leads the way through the woods and so we arrive at a diner. It was packed completely.

"So this is where everyone hangs out?" I asked as I threw the apple core into a bin.

"Well nobody likes cafeteria food, and why would anyone be in school longer than necessary" Tony points out as they walked up to the register. I saw that kid again but was not able to look for long as someone tossed a wet rag at my face.

"At least clean up the blood and pop your nose back in place" Tony stuck his tongue at me. I gave a small smile. I took a deep breath and popped my nose in place. The pop made my nose bleed, my eyes water, and the others around me gagged. 'Tony' the sicko just laughed and tried to order some food. I don't understand why he would want me around? Sam is constantly around Tony. He basically hovers Sam but he isn't taller than me. I think Tony is '5'7' while Sam is barely five feet, I'm about "6'6" so I tower many here. I wiped the mess off my face and try to find the guy again.

"Alright here, I hope you don't mind barbecue wings," Tony said while handing me a box of wings. We go out and sit in the woods somewhat near the school. The bell has yet to ring. Sam sat near Tony as he ate his food and candy. I swear these guys are both candy addicts.

"So 'Laurens' what's your actual name?" He asks while mocking Ms.Grant. I chuckle and try not to open my lip scab.

"Lucifer, Lucifer Laurens," I say. He takes a bite from his sandwich and raises a brow. He smirked.

"Well Luce, I'm Tony, I go by it rather than Anthony. I think everyone calls me Tony," he explained much better than before. Sam still confused why someone would bother with the name Lucifer asked.

"Like Lucifer Morningstar?" Sam asked as he stuffed another chocolate frog in his mouth.

"Yeah basically, they were gonna name me that being such assholes but thought Lucifer was enough," I say as Tony chuckled.

"Well you aren't that bad since you did help my Sammy when I wasn't around," Tony says nudging Sam. Sam huffed annoyed. Tony placed the books on his lap and drank from the soda.

"I had it covered," he mumbled pouting. He folds his arms and doesn't look at us anymore.

"The guy was hitting him for no reason, I had to," I point out as I took another bite of one of my barbecue wings.

"No you didn't but I thank you for it, and the bell is gonna ring soon," Tony insisted. He drank more from his soda.

"Tonyyyy" Sam whined as Tony had spilled some on Sammy's books on accident.

"Oops? Sorry" He snickered. I smiled. The bell rang.

"Well, I'll see you after school since you have in-school suspension right?" I nodded. I'm not surprised he knew. I noticed he was hesitant. We got up and walked to school.

"What?" I asked as I finished the last wing, and threw the box in a nearby wastebasket.

"Debating whether to embarrass my poor Sammy or not," he pondered. In the end, he did embarrass Sam by kissing him in front of the school. I ended up agreeing to go to Tony's place after school if I could. He confuses me, it's dangerous to be gay, and he is respected and he's quite popular. Many fear him, not because he's rich but apparently he's done some very questionable things. Last I heard he burned down his old school in Australia. But who knows the truth.

I walked around the security building and into the part of the school where the other students go to class. As I walked around with the rag still in hand to clean the rest of the blood I bumped into someone. Since they were tiny I didn't see them.

"Hey!" The feminine voice yelled. I grumbled. Looked down to see my sister, Mikasa. She's rather short but her attitude makes her seem seven feet tall.

"Oh hey Lucy, everyone's looking for you by the way," she said as she moved her bangs out of her eyes and pushed up her bright pink glasses.

"So I heard, what I miss?" I asked as I wiped my hands. She pointed at someone behind me.

"That", she said with a horrified face. I turned to see what she was pointing at.

"Uh hi?" Said a guy with messy short hair and a lip piercing. He stood timidly, anxious and

"AHHH KILL IT WITH FIRE!" I screamed as I hid behind the very short Mikasa. The guy looked terrible, he had bags under his eyes and he had on faded jeans and a hoodie. He looked very sleep-deprived. Damn this guy was gonna haunt my dreams from now on. His face seems a little sunk in and he had a big black eye. He seems so dead.

"Hahaha very funny, who the hell are you anyway" he narrowed his eyes at me. I composed myself and stepped away from Mikasa. I look at him in almost amazement. How can someone look that bad?

"Lucifer-" I started to say but was interrupted by Mr. Verano.

"You're in the wrong building Laurens." We all turned at the same time.

"Detention again?" She sounded disappointed. She had her hands on her hips. Her blond hair was cut short into a bob and it framed her face beautifully. She also had freckles that covered her nose and cheeks. I sighed annoyed. I want to go home. I want a nap.

"In school suspension this time" I mumbled as I fidget under both of their gazes.

"It'll be after-school detention on top of that". Mr. Verano threatened.

"Fuck" I mumbled.

"Shit and I thought Jaime was bad", he says amused. Mikasa punches the guy's arm.

"Shut it, moron!" I snapped at him. The other glared at me back. It's been a long week okay? (It's only Monday)

"Now you have detention after this school suspension punishment is done." I groan as I follow Mr. Verano into pits of hell as the moron laughs and Mikasa wishes me luck.