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Disclaimer-I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!
In this story bulma has changed her name to Hope. Okie n she's in high school she's been through a lot juss read to find out the rest!!!!
Her heals clicked as she walked down the hallway to her first class but stopped off in the bathroom first to check her make-up. "Urgh" she groaned. She already had to check her make up and it wasn't even 10 o'clock. She pulled out her purple eyeshadow re-touched it a bit. Took her black eyeliner and her black lipstick and did the rest. She fixed her raven black hair and smoothed out a wrinkle on her black and purple medieval style dress. "These shoes are so uncomfortable" she took off the heels she was wearing and put on her combat boots (A/N: She was carrying them in her bookbag why she put them there who knows oh wait I do) She adjusted her spike dog collar and her spike n stud bracelets. Finally she was satisfied with the way she looked. "Hope" she said. "You look perfect". She got to her class before the bell rung. "Class" said the teacher. "Free activity time I've been working you all so hard you all deserve it". It was quiet then the classroom erupted into a never ending sound of gigling whispering and chairs scraping against across the floor. Hope reached into her bookbag pulled out her Cd player and her favorite Cd Korn Issues.
Screaming some sound
1.1 Beating me Beating me
Down down
Into the ground.
A silent tear slid down her cheek this song always made her cry. It made her remember him. She closed her eyes and remembered the screaming, the pleading the taste of blood in her mouth. Then that drifted off into a different memory springs creaking her bones being crushed under his weight and the endless crying and being torn up form inside like a piece of paper. She couldn't believe her own father was capable of such a thing. She was brought out of her dream-like state by a tap on the shoulder. She opened her eyes to find the most gorgeous boy staring back at her. His hair was as black as midnight he has a tattoo of a tear going down his cheek, a black fishnet long sleeve and black baggy pants.
(A/N who could it bee well give me a review and I'll tell ya haha)
Disclaimer-I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!
In this story bulma has changed her name to Hope. Okie n she's in high school she's been through a lot juss read to find out the rest!!!!
Her heals clicked as she walked down the hallway to her first class but stopped off in the bathroom first to check her make-up. "Urgh" she groaned. She already had to check her make up and it wasn't even 10 o'clock. She pulled out her purple eyeshadow re-touched it a bit. Took her black eyeliner and her black lipstick and did the rest. She fixed her raven black hair and smoothed out a wrinkle on her black and purple medieval style dress. "These shoes are so uncomfortable" she took off the heels she was wearing and put on her combat boots (A/N: She was carrying them in her bookbag why she put them there who knows oh wait I do) She adjusted her spike dog collar and her spike n stud bracelets. Finally she was satisfied with the way she looked. "Hope" she said. "You look perfect". She got to her class before the bell rung. "Class" said the teacher. "Free activity time I've been working you all so hard you all deserve it". It was quiet then the classroom erupted into a never ending sound of gigling whispering and chairs scraping against across the floor. Hope reached into her bookbag pulled out her Cd player and her favorite Cd Korn Issues.
Screaming some sound
1.1 Beating me Beating me
Down down
Into the ground.
A silent tear slid down her cheek this song always made her cry. It made her remember him. She closed her eyes and remembered the screaming, the pleading the taste of blood in her mouth. Then that drifted off into a different memory springs creaking her bones being crushed under his weight and the endless crying and being torn up form inside like a piece of paper. She couldn't believe her own father was capable of such a thing. She was brought out of her dream-like state by a tap on the shoulder. She opened her eyes to find the most gorgeous boy staring back at her. His hair was as black as midnight he has a tattoo of a tear going down his cheek, a black fishnet long sleeve and black baggy pants.
(A/N who could it bee well give me a review and I'll tell ya haha)