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Kitty Anne
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Eva was walking her way to what most referred to as the 'white trash trailor park' that had been her home since the day she was born. Her music was blaring in her ears, her eyes said talk to me and I'll kill you, and her shirt was a black crop top with light blue jeans that were ripped up from being worn so much. When she walked through her door she saw her old man and mother sitting on the couch together looking right at her. It was clear that they were waiting for her to get home. She set her bag on the couch which she then fell back onto with her arms stretched across the back of it. "Alright. What the hell is this? Another intervention? Was I caught again with out realizing it?" She spoke with a voice that was just as careless as her eyes. Her mother started to speak first with a shy tone which meant she was relatively sober for once.
"Honey, you father and I have decided that it's time for us to move. We found a trailer, but it's grounded so we'll have to move to a new town" Her mom stopped looking a little scared of what would come next. Eva's eyes widened then her brows furrowed "What!? You can't do this to me! All of my friends are here! What the fuck mom!" She grabbed the closet thing to her which happened to be a lamp and threw it across the room, shattering it making her mom scream and hide into her father's chest. He would be getting physical with Eva right now if it weren't for her mother needing him to feel safe. With a deep breath she tried to calm down seeing just how upset her mother was. Her hands moved down slowly with her palms open and facing the ground. "Okay, I'm calm, at least as calm as I'm gonna get" Her voice strained to stay calm as it was. Then her father started speaking. "We've been packing all day while you've been gone. We're leaving later tonight." That made her heart lurch in her chest. Her head lowered "I'm going for a walk..." She turned around and left just as her mother outstretched her hand wanting to stop her, but knowing it wasn't a good idea. No doubt she was getting into a scrap or three. She came back around nine and her folks had everything ready to go. She slept in the car her lip still bloody and a few bruises on her.
When she woke up it was just starting to get light out. Her backpack was in the back seat with her. It was a damn good thing that today was Friday. They stopped at the trailer, she got into the shower. When she was dried off she put her ridiculously long pink hair into a pony tail with the exception of her bangs. Since she had no clue where the school was she had her parents give her the time the bus would be there. She dressed in a form fitting black t-shirt that said I <3 the kill, but her jeans were the same skinny jeans she had wore the day before. It had holes in the knees, a few on the thighs too. Her vans were a paler pink than her hair, but her uncaring eyes were as threatening as ever. She got onto the bus when it came and sat quietly making sure nobody sat with her the entire ride. When she got to the school she got up and walked off with her mostly empty backpack slung over her shoulder. This school was a lot bigger than her old one, so she had some trouble finding the office making it so that she ended up having to ask someone for directions.
"Honey, you father and I have decided that it's time for us to move. We found a trailer, but it's grounded so we'll have to move to a new town" Her mom stopped looking a little scared of what would come next. Eva's eyes widened then her brows furrowed "What!? You can't do this to me! All of my friends are here! What the fuck mom!" She grabbed the closet thing to her which happened to be a lamp and threw it across the room, shattering it making her mom scream and hide into her father's chest. He would be getting physical with Eva right now if it weren't for her mother needing him to feel safe. With a deep breath she tried to calm down seeing just how upset her mother was. Her hands moved down slowly with her palms open and facing the ground. "Okay, I'm calm, at least as calm as I'm gonna get" Her voice strained to stay calm as it was. Then her father started speaking. "We've been packing all day while you've been gone. We're leaving later tonight." That made her heart lurch in her chest. Her head lowered "I'm going for a walk..." She turned around and left just as her mother outstretched her hand wanting to stop her, but knowing it wasn't a good idea. No doubt she was getting into a scrap or three. She came back around nine and her folks had everything ready to go. She slept in the car her lip still bloody and a few bruises on her.
When she woke up it was just starting to get light out. Her backpack was in the back seat with her. It was a damn good thing that today was Friday. They stopped at the trailer, she got into the shower. When she was dried off she put her ridiculously long pink hair into a pony tail with the exception of her bangs. Since she had no clue where the school was she had her parents give her the time the bus would be there. She dressed in a form fitting black t-shirt that said I <3 the kill, but her jeans were the same skinny jeans she had wore the day before. It had holes in the knees, a few on the thighs too. Her vans were a paler pink than her hair, but her uncaring eyes were as threatening as ever. She got onto the bus when it came and sat quietly making sure nobody sat with her the entire ride. When she got to the school she got up and walked off with her mostly empty backpack slung over her shoulder. This school was a lot bigger than her old one, so she had some trouble finding the office making it so that she ended up having to ask someone for directions.