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I do not own Resident Evil or its characters

I do not make profits from my fics

Chloe Atropine is mine (Please see my profile for more info on my O.C) and so are the teachers.

BTW..Any criticisms or ideas of where this story should go will be greatly appreciated. Constructive criticism is greatly welcomed.

Warning: Sex, nudity, strong language, violence

I know the punctuation/ grammar is not perfect…but, I'm trying

Pairing: O.C/Krauser

Beep Beep Beep went Chloe's alarm clock. She rolled over in her bed and slapped her hand on the snooze button. Outside her window, the morning sky was cloudy, no sun in sight. The trees swayed ever so slightly and the air and sidewalk was damp from the thunderstorm that ended a few hours before.

Just the way I like it. She smiled to herself. The two good things about the rain was that it gave the trees the water they needed to flourish and it kept the hood rats, gang bangers, creeps, drug dealers and druggies off the street.

"Oh, send me to hell", she muttered as her alarm clock went off.

Chloe growled angrily for today was Monday and she despised Mondays. She made her way to the bathroom and took off her clothes. She hopped in the shower, turning on the water and letting it cascade all over her body.

When she was done, she dressed quickly and hurried down the stairs. Chloe wanted to catch the early train; so she would not have to see the other kids she went to school with. She crammed some scrambled eggs into her mouth and ran out the door, locking it behind her.

Today was just another day of dread at the Brooklyn Borough Institute of New York. It was a large grey building in the shape of a banjo with the culinary classes' vegetable garden to the left side and a flower garden to its right.

Chloe trudged toward the stairs ignoring the stares of the other students. "What the fuck is she wearing!?" said one of the boys, who was waiting online to swipe his I.D. She smiled to herself as she knew she looked good.

Chloe fished through her coffin shaped bag to get her school I.D. She was wearing a Tripp NYC trench coat, a Sisters of Mercy tank top, with a brand new Hell Bunny black mini skirt with red and black striped tights. On her size 9 feet were Demonia platform boots. Around her neck was a lace and satin collar with a silver pentagram that complimented her blonde wig.

Chloe walked as quickly as possible to go to the Gym. She didn't even bother bringing her gym clothes, because she had all her gym credits from her old school.

The gym door was a light green with the words GYM painted above it in black bold letters. It clashed with the walls that were red and had beige tiles that surrounded the other pink and brown classroom doors. Outside of the gym doors was Ms.O"Kenzie; the gym teacher's assistant.

She was a short middle aged white woman with brown hair and brown eyes. She had few wrinkles around her face and a dimple on her right cheek. Her baggy white t-shirt reached down to her thighs, and her khaki shorts showed off her toned legs ending with grey mesh sneakers.

"Hurry up, I am about to lock the doors" said Ms. O'Kenzie. Chloe zipped passed her and entered. Gym had already started; the boys were running around playing basketball, a few kids were in the weight room, and the majority of the girls were sitting on the bleachers. Chloe rolled her eyes and made a beeline for the bleachers.

She chose a spot far away from them and pulled out her iPod. Oh music, you are my true love. You always know how to make time go by and drown out those imprudent mortals looking for attention. Her black nailed polish finger circled through the songs till she finally came across Hong Kong Garden by Siouxie and the Banshees.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly as her head went up and down to the beat. A sudden hard tap on her shoulder interrupted her thoughts and she looked up. The gym teacher Mr. Amir was sneering at her.

"I was calling you for six minutes".

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you".

"Electronics are not allowed in the gym"

I shoved my iPod into my bag

"And you're not even prepared". "That's it, since you won't get dress and participate, I am marking you absent"

"Excuse me"

"You heard me" he said as he scribbled something on his clipboard.

"When Andre did not getting dressed for a week, I didn't hear you say shit to him and on top of that he had a cellphone. You're going to mark me absent because I did not change and I having a fucking iPod!. "

"Watch your language"

"Or else, what?" Chloe stood up and grabbed her bag, purposely bumping him on the way.

"Where are you going?", said Mr. Amir as he grabbed Chloe's arm . She wrenched her arm from him and scowled.

"Does it fucking matter?" "I have all my gym credits. I don't even need this class, and for the record maybe you should participate, instead of sitting on your fat ass gorging on a bacon, egg and cheese sandwiches every fucking day!".

All eyes were on her and a collection of soft "Oh shit" breezed through her ears. Chloe didn't wait to hear his response as she stormed off.

I can't believe he has the audacity to mark me absent because I did not change into my gym shorts and I was listening to an iPod. I have seen other kids not get prepared for a good week, does he mark them absent…..NOOOO, but he does it to me, that fat fuck.

Chloe ran into the bathroom and sat down on one of the toilets. She began to breathe in and out in an attempt to calm her nerves. She checked her watch, it was 8:17. Only 10 more minutes to go then it was Spanish class.

Chloe wiped the tears from her eyes and pulled out a lone cigarette from the box in her hand. She really needed the nicotine now. She lit the white cylinder as it hung between her lips. She took a long drag and breathed out. The smoke curled out from her nose and into the air.

Fuck it and Fuck them

Chloe flushed her cigarette down the toilet and walked out the bathroom to her Spanish class.

May I have your attention please; we are having an emergency evacuation. I repeat an emergency evacuation. Teachers please have your students' line up in an orderly fashion…..the announcement then cut off.

Meh, at least it gets me out of school.