Cindy, a cute short girl, black hair with some curls. The girl weighs 142, and she has blue eyes. Cindy is a very shy girl, strong voice. Her parents, Jace, and Linda, also have black hair, although there may be some grey's. Cindy's older sister is not shy, the complete opposite of Cindy, and her name, is, Sara.

Sara is a very tall girl, her hair is brown, because she bleached her hair then died it brown. Sara is fifteen, and Cindy is fourteen.

The story, shall, begin 😉

Friday Afternoon ~

Dad -

"Your home late again!" Cindy goes out and comes back very late. She doesn't know her mom, I told her when she was little that she died, but that's not true. Cindy has a mom and a sister some where.

Before getting into more trouble ~

Cindy -

School was so boring! This woman, our teacher, gave us a lecture about math, and that we should use our heads, and not our phones, to check if the answer is right, but then, I get another teacher saying, to use your sources, and so, that's what I do.

Miss. Vale -

"Cindy," I whispered. Cindy goes off into wonder land a lot, she looked up slowly at me.

Cindy -

I rolled my eyes and got up.

Miss. Vale -

"Damon straight how to do this math, with your head."

Cindy -

"If I told you I didn't know, would that help you?" She glared at me. I sighed, of course she chose me, I'm top number one in this class for cheating on papers, drugs, sex.

Miss. Vale -

"Well!?" I snapped my finger at her ear. She snapped her finger back.

Sara -

"Cindy! Just do the damn work!" My mom glared at me.

Cindy -

I cleared my throat, before turning around to her, my black boots clicked on the floor, until I got to her, "here bitch, why don't you demonstrate? Or do you just want to rush everyone else just to get out of the damn class!?"

Sara -

I rolled my eyes, "seriously!? How did you even pass into the 8th grade!?"

Cindy -

I giggled a little, "honey, I have something that...you will never have," I patted her head, "I'm smart, I just, don't have, or want room for thinking, I just, simply do," I shrugged.

Sara -

"An idiot! That's what you are!" She handed me the marker. Cindy looks like mom. She always wears, black, and always wears her hair up, showing her tattoos on her boobs and back of her neck, not to mention her belly piercing. Crop tops and booty shorts are Cindy's every day living, not to mention her fish net leggings.

Cindy -

"Well?" I got behind her, and pulled her back, "let me help you."

Sara -

She moved me to the front of the room.

Cindy -

"Behold! Our next victim of the day!" My classmates laughed at Sara, I can be funny in a sarcasm way. "Well, abracadabra!" I took the seat and dumped her onto the floor.

Sara -

I got up fast and I went to grab her by the hair, but she grabbed my wrist fast.

Cindy -

"If you know what's good for you, you wouldn't start shit with me," I tossed her into a desk. The teacher was shocked at everything that just happened. She was taken to the nurses room, while I served detention.

Miss. Vale

I let out a long sigh. It was the first day of school before next week, I've heard she's lots of trouble. Some say it's because of her father, but there was never proof to the abuse, buts it's clear, she wouldn't even let Sara hit her, and she flinched up.

Cindy -

I twirled in my chair making squeaking noises, "listen, I half to be home by three, and if you don't let me go, I'll pee on this chair, then I'll write asshole on your car," her eyes widened with horror. I got up anyway. "I've got places to be," I gave her the cold shoulder as she went to talk.

Jack -

"There's my baby," she rolled her eyes.

Cindy -

"Don't call me baby!" He chuckled a little, I gave him a kiss. We went and spray painted billboards. I came home to my dad yelling.

Dad -

"Your home! Late again!"

Cindy -

I tensed up a little, "I'm sorry," I whispered as he came around the corner.

Dad -

"Don't apologize!" I growled. "Your things are packed!"

Cindy -

"What?"

Dad -

"Your going to live with your mother!"

Cindy -

"You said my mom is dead!" He frowned at me.

Dad -

"So what!?"

Cindy -

"You don't think that hurts me? You don't think having a mom not around, didn't affect me in any way!?" He rolled his eyes, "no! We aren't done!" He kept walking away from me.

Dad -

"You can't hurt that damn bad!"

Cindy -

"It hurts me! You have no idea what it was like!" He hit me hard.

Dad -

"Shut your mouth! Or the next punch, will make you stop talking!"

Cindy -

I showed no fear, "when is she coming?" He sighed long....