She was the type of girl you'd forget to cross the street when you saw her. Entrancing, but also... Something about her wasn't right. You'd look at her, and your eyes would dart all over the place. It's not that she was completely and utterly gorgeous. It was that she was completely and utterly peculiar. She was a tall girl, but not skinny or frail. She had a solid frame, looking as though she spent all her time in working out, and then dining at Burger King. So, she wasn't overly muscular, nor was she fat. Just. Solid. Not the type of person you'd want to fight with atleast. Once you got over her frame, you'd immediately notice her head. No. It wasn't massive, or tiny. She didn't have huge ears, or a wart on her nose the size of a small planet. What she did have though, was completely and utterly amazing hair.
You might tilt your head to the side a little. How could hair be 'completely and utterly amazing?'. Well, first off was the cut. It was sort of mullety. Not a woman mullet, but short croppy layers at the top, slightly teased to add volume. At the bottom it was deadly straight, just past her shoulders. The colour was one of the most top things though. The deadly straight section, was a deep black. The top layers were a stunning purple, and her fringe and bangs were turquoise. That's right ladies and gents. She was a colour maniac, and she loved it. She loved the looks she got. Her plain hazel eyes were always framed with a smoky-smudged black eyeliner, which made her eyes look almost cat-ish and deep red lipstick.
Her attire today was nothing out of the ordinary in her wardrobe. Today was a day for slate gray jeans and a white singlet with a leather jacket. What you might not notice about her attire, more in particular the jacket- was that it was a Ghastly Bespoke creation. That's right kids. This girl, she's not your average teenager. If you could even call her that. As she strolled down the street this girl left thirty years behind her, while only appearing seventeen or eighteen. Well, that was around the age she had discovered her own personal 'it factor'. A very interesting story. The girl had a lot of interesting stories. She was like a walking, talking book of tales from the Brothers Grimm. Boy oh, boy. Was she about to create an interesting tale today to add to her wee collection. Why? Because she was a woman on a mission. Out to meet with a few sorcerers and see if there was anyone, with some knowledge. Knowledge on what? Well, that's for later. You'll find out soon enough. All you needed to know was this girl was not to be underestimated.
This girl, was Zoey Neko.