I accidentally slam the door as I walk out of the house. It's my dead mother's birthday and obviously I am upset. So I go to my favorite street, Hall Street. It's kind of funny that the street is called Hall Street because that is the name of our president whom everybody loathes on that street.
I met Ivy on Hall Street. I met her one cloudy day (there all cloudy, now that the city is so polluted. ) as she was fighting with a market man over a bruised tomato. He wanted her to pay full price for it. "Absurd!" I said to the market man. He got a scared look on his face. Obviously he knew my father and me. He gave it to her for free. Ivy and I have been best friends since.
"Gin, snap out of it!"Bess ,one of the tattered shop owners, yells. My real name is Ginger but everybody calls me Gin. "AHHHH!" I scream as a speeding car whooshes past me."Thank you!"I yell in the door of her shop. " You're a daydreamer, Just like your mother." croaks the bazillion year old man who walks the street all day.I give him my signature face (a scowl) and run out the door. "but you look like your father!" he adds. Ugh, I don't want to be like my father. He is a gangster (might I add he's 40).Thats why I have an arranged marriage to his son, James. Don't get me wrong I actually like James ,But he loves another girl. Besides I would never marry James. He lives in the middle of the city. Plus he is to be president and I've heard that it gets to your head with so much power.
My father was on a mission from his "Leader" and he "accidentally" shot the guard. Well he went to prison and used me to get out of being only 2 at the time was his favorite and still is.
Lark is so much like our mother, Who died giving birth to her. With her short petite figure an long wavy jet-black hair she looks just like our a sea blue eyes like our , with my curly blonde hair and tall thin figure look just like my father. I have green eyes like my than that I am the spitting image of my father.
I find my self gasping for head hits the ground and I pass out.