[fieldbox="DAISY PETERS, magenta, dashed, 10, Book Antiqua"]
Location: Bedroom -> Van
Tagged: @Thingtastic
Fashion: Daisy's Travel Clothes
Daisy had been uncommonly sad since the divorce. She'd been feeling extremely stressed which meant she'd been forgetting things easier and throwing more tantrums than normal. She'd been acting up in school and her doctors had suggested putting her on a mood stabilizer. After her father left she'd become even less happy and her nightmares had become more vivid and she'd become even more unstable emotionally. She'd started taking the mood stabilizer with her morning meds about a month ago.
Daisy sat in her room strapping the velcro on her shoes. She grabbed her
backpack when she heard her mom yelling and raced downstairs. In her backpack was some stuff to amuse her during the trip including her camera, some crayons colored pencils, coloring books, and her little kindle that had some games and all her audio books on it. She also had her clothes and toiletries in it since it was a short trip she didn't need a suitcase.
The young girl hurried outside and climbed into the van. She was in a happy mood right now and was smiling brightly. This road trip was exciting for her. She went and sat in the back row next to the window on the passenger side.
Daisy got into her seat. While she was under the height and weight she was supposed to be to be out of a car seat she was over the age so the Ellington's let her sit without a car seat or even a booster seat. She hated being restrained and had panicked when they'd tried putting her in a car seat the day they'd first picked her up.
Daisy didn't buckle up, she just sat and swung her legs waiting to go. She had her backpack under her seat ready for her to pull out if needed. She hadn't eaten this morning yet because she had to wait an hour after taking her Dramamine this morning. Daisy would get car-sick especially on long car ride, but if she took her meds she would normally be OK. She also had both peppermints and ginger candies in her backpack incase she felt ill. [/fieldbox]
[fieldbox="TYM GRAY, orange, solid, 5, Courier New"]
Location: Girls Home
Tagged: N/A
Fashion: Tym's Ourfit
"I'm not going to wear them!" Tym said firmly throwing the pack of girls' underwear back at one of the home workers. Tym had some clothes from her last home and so far had refused anything the home had offered her.
"Tymber, they're just underwear. Nobody sees them and you need some. You've been living off two pair!" the lady snapped at the stubborn child tossing the pack back.
"No! They look dumb and aren't comfortable." Tym argued refusing to pick up the bag.
"Their looks don't matter, nobody sees them! Just put them in your bag and get ready to go." the adult insisted.
"I know how they look. I told you I don't want girls underwear. It's stupid and gives you a flipping wedgie to easy!" Tym retorted.
"You're a girl! You can't go on wearing boys clothes. Are you trans?" the worker asked not exactly nicely.
"No! Why do I have to be trans to wear comfortable clothes?" Tym snapped incredulous. She was in a bad mood. She hadn't slept well and this lady worker was annoying her. Why was it her problem what she, Tym, wore? She was leaving today anyway!
"Child, we are trying to give you some clothes so your new fmaily doesn't have to buy everything for you!" the worker said, starting to wear down. She sighed and looked at the time. She didn't have time for this.
"You know what fine. If you want to live off two outfits becuase you won't wear what's given you that's your choice. Now go brush your teeth and get ready to leave. Thank the LORD we're rid of you today!" the worker snapped turning and leaving.
Tym watched the worker leave and then grabbed her plastic Wal*Mart bag that held all her stuff. She went to the bathroom to clean up. She was smiling a little now. She'd won! She'd won the argument!
Tym started to brush her teeth. Most of the other girls were down in the rec room. There were a few others going with Tym to the courthouse where their new families would pick them up. Spitting she put her toiletries in her bag and grabbed her tiny bottle of hair gel that Danni had given her. Tym started carefully fixing her hair which was a bit messy right now. [/fieldbox]