Shouldering her bag, Evelyn, or Eve for short, shut the door behind her as quietly behind her so she didn't wake her father. Walking to the sidewalk, she lifted her left foot and fixed her shoe, where the back had bent in and dug into her ankle. Sighing, she walked down the street just as her phone buzzed. She reached into the pocket over her left breast and pulled out her phone; a simple samsung flip phone. Not one of those touch screens. She couldn't stand them. And they were more expensive. With the little money she was given for an allowance, she didn't waste it on unnecessary items. Instead, she was putting most of her money aside and saving. Glancing down at the screen as the message popped up, she saw it was from a friend, Nora, asking if she wanted a lift. Sending a No thank you in reply, she shut her phone and put it back into her pocket as she made it onto the main street towards her school. It was only a 2km walk, it wasn't that far. Looking at the cars that drove past her, probably students going towards school, the girl shook her head and just kept on going. The sooner she got to school, the better. Running hand partially through her hand before pulling a few strands over her shoulder and toyed with the ends as she walked. She had chestnut brown hair that fell just below her ribcage in waves. Should it be straightened, it would easily reach her waist. Dropping her hair as the school came into view, Eve sighed in relief and dropped her hands to her side, squaring her shoulders and stepping onto school grounds. The gates alone were enough to intimidate someone. Made of metal and the fence line made of brick, it was either made to keep people out or to trap the students inside during the day. And then there was the school building.. Or, well, school mansion. It was 2 stories high and was painted blue and white. Unless they knew the place, anyone driving by would think it was some insanely rich guy's home. As she looked around, she saw the people dressed in high class clothing made by expensive designers. Shaking her head, she glanced down at her own outfit. It wasn't of poor quality but it didn't reach anywhere near the other students' standards. She wore a blue skirt which went half way down her thighs, with black leggings underneath and a simple white blouse along with a comfortable pair of runners she always wore to school. People passed her and waved or greeted her and Eve smiled and waved back. She paused for a moment, staring at her slightly tanned skin before she pushed opened the doors and stepped into building as the bell went off for class. People smiled at her and she returned the gesture each time as she made her way to class. Passing through the doorway, into the room, she was almost bowled over as someone pounced on her, flinging their arms around her neck and practically hanging off of her for a moment until their feet hit the ground. "Hello to you too, Nora," Eve said with a light chuckle. The girl pulled herself from around her and smiled up her. Nora was a short girl at only 5'0'' and had a pale complexion, with dirty blonde bobbed hair and blue eyes, with a mottle of freckles across her cheeks. At first glance, you'd picture her as the quiet type sitting in the corner reading a book. However, that was far from the truth. In fact, Nora was very loud and quite the busy body, always nosing about the latest bit of juicy gossip. With her by her side, Eve never missed out on any interesting news from around the school, that was for sure. Scurrying to their seats as the teacher entered the room, she could barely hear Nora whispering the girl on her other side, facing away from Eve. But she didn't care. Pulling out her note book and pen, Eve paid close attention to the teacher, even if she knew everything he was talking and often felt the itch to correct him on his mistakes. Two classes past quietly and lunch soon came. Standing from her desk, shoving everything into her bag, she went to the washroom. No one was there, luckily. Hands on either side of the sink, Eve leaned forward and took a deep breath before she looked up at her reflection. She had a side fringe which just missed from covering her left eye. Her eyes were a dark blue with light flecks of an almost golden colouring. She had no blemish upon her sun kissed skin. But if she looked close enough, she could see the fading bruise beneath her jaw, under her ear. Shaking her head, Eve straightened to her full 5'6'' before she clenched her jaw for a brief moment. Relaxing herself, she spun on her heel, she strode from the washroom and went tot he cafeteria where she simply grabbed a few strawberries and a bottle of water. She saw her friends wave her over and Eve smiled at them before weaving through the tables and sitting between Nora and a mousy girl called Hilary. Joining in on the fun, she entered the conversation as her friends spoke and told jokes. Laughing lightly, Eve looked around the cafeteria for a quick moment, scanning the faces before focusing on her friends once more. The day passed quickly after that and before she knew it, it was the end of school for the day and time to go home. Shaking her head, Eve turned the opposite way from the direction of her home and started walking. Her friends all called to her and she called back to them. Eve wandered the streets and parks in the areas, joining in on some sports the kids played, only turning back at around 7 at night. She made her way slowly, making detours and only coming into her street at 9pm. Her blue eyes stared at the silent street and noticed lights in most houses were off. Shuddering, Eve could only hope her father was asleep as well. However, when she approached and her house came into view, she saw the lights on through the windows. Her eyes widened, shocked. He usually wouldn't wait up for her. Slowing her pace drastically, she slowly made it to her front door and her hand rested on the door knob for a long while. However, the door swung open and she stumbled backwards, staring at her father. He stood at 6'1'' with greying brown hair and hazel eyes. His brow was furrowed and eyes ablaze in rage as he stared down at his daughter. Eve stared up at him for a moment before she ducked her head and tried to scurry past him, but his large hand gripped her arm and he threw her back, causing her trip over her feet, falling to the ground. She quietly got to her feet, lowering her gaze to the ground as he growled "How dare you come home so late?!" her eyes widened slightly as she glanced up at him, opening her mouth to speak but the man raised a hand and brought it down upon her cheek, backhanding her, unbalancing her and she had to take a step to the side to catch herself from falling again. "Don't you try to back chat me!" he snarled at her as she brought a hand up to tenderly cover her stinging cheek, head bowed and shoulders hunched to try to appear smaller. He glared down at her before he gripped her upper arm so tightly, his finger nails cutting into her skin, she knew it was going to bruise. He leaned down until they were eye level, his foul breath fanning over her face as he said, "Do not come back so late ever again, you hear me?!" and she gave a quick nod of acknowledgement before he dragged her back inside the house and up the stairs, throwing her into her room before he slammed the door shut. Eve sat up before she looked at her arm which was red and already starting to bruise and small beads of blood appeared from where his nails had dug into her. Sighing, she stood and got dressed into her pyjamas after having a shower and then went to bed. It was always like this. Ever since her mother's accident, her father had started to abuse her. It wasn't pleasant, that's for sure, but she had learnt how to deal with it and hide it from others. The next morning, Eve woke up even earlier, got dressed for school, wearing a red skirt the same length as yesterday's with black leggings and a 3/4 sleeve white blouse. She checked the mirror, seeing her cheek wasn't red and she groaned in relief before she cleaned her teeth and brushed her hair. Walking quietly down stairs, she shoved on her shoes and left the house, walking to school again. Once she was there, she went to the cafeteria and bought a sandwich and coffee for her breakfast. Sitting down at a table in a corner, Eve enjoyed the quiet of the cafeteria whilst it would last.