My name is Nikki Rose Avalon. I'm a eleven year old girl, I have hair and eyes that change with my mood which for some reason freaks people out so I tell them it's a mood changing dye, and I have blue-green contacts, that I wear when I'm outside of the house unless I'm with my family or my friends who knows that I've had that ability ever since I was a baby. Oh, I also have this talent where I can read minds, so I can tell if someone is lying to me or not, so that's pretty cool. I go to Lindale Middle School. I live with my mom Serena, my father Darrien, my sister Rini, and our older brother Sam. I'm a Punk, meaning I dress in Goth and Preppy clothes and I listen to random music mainly rock music. I play the guitar, keyboard, violin, drums, bass guitar, and the flute. The sports I play are soccer, baseball, lacrosse, and some basketball. I was in gymnastics and I'm a black belt in karate. I was a normal girl who had a crush on a 8th grader named Daryl, who happened to be friends with my brother, and I also had good friends like my best friend Roza or Kimmy-cub from her middle name, who had a secret that I only know, but we'll get into later, Carrie or carebear, and her sister.
Everyday after school we would get together and play our instruments together. I sang and played my guitar, my bass guitar, flute, and violin, Roza played drums, Lizz was lead guitar, and Carrie played rhythm guitar. We formed a band called demonics since we like monsters like vampires and demons because it's from our favorite anime show inuyasha. And we had two random boys doing bass/vocals and a keyboarder.
Let's see Kimmy-cub had black hair with purple tips that was waist length and purple eyes, Carrie had black under layer hair and red upper layer hair with black streaks to the length past her shoulders and red eyes and her sister Lizz had the opposite hair design from her sister Carrie without the streaks and she had green eyes. I like to read and watch anime, write my own fanfic stories, play my guitar, and listen to my music as well as draw.
When I turned ten years old my parents told me that I was adopted and they were shocked on how I reacted.
"What? Nikki you're not upset?" asked my mom holding my dad's hand.
"No not really, I kinda could tell, I mean we don't look alike, and why else would I be spoiled and be able to do anything I wanted and not really get in trouble." I said with a smile and my hair and eyes changing to a purple color.
"'Cause Nikki we love you and well were glad we got a wonderful talented young lady for a daughter." Said my mom getting up giving me a hug and kissed.