Chapter 1( Andy's P.O.V)
I was on my way to school. My long blond hair, that reached my knees flowed behind me. I was wering a teal tank top and matching sports shorts. I had on light green sandles and a matching head band. My skin was a pail peach. My eyes were one thing about me that odd. The left one was emerald green, but the right one was ice blue. I was constantly bullyed for this fact. I was actually starting to over use the two colors. Another thing was my age. I was 17, I looked 18 and I acted 16. People always called me three age because of this. It was getting to me. But I was just getting insane and not down. I had streaked my hair with alternating emerald and ice blue streaks. I had on also a emerald green bag. In one of the pockets on my shorts I hid a pair of sisors. I had a air that said I was on the edge of insanity. Dispute these facts I was the head of my class at Gotham high.
Once I got to school I walked on the side walk for a bit. I had to get to my grades area. "Hey three age." Someone behind me called. That was it I shaped. I wiped arownd to face the kid. He was 19 years old with dark blond hair. He had light peach skin. He has on a black t shirt, black short and black chucks on. His eyes were a dark brown. " what's black and wight and red all over?" I riddled. He shoulkmhis head. "You." I an served puling out the sisors and stabbing him five tines. Then I ran for it.
I ran into a story and washed my hands. I grabbed a ice blue short sleeve shirt. I also grabbed a pair of emerald pants and iced blue knee high boots. I grabbed a ice blue mask and shoved it all in my bag. From there I ran home.
Once I got into my room I cut off the tags and put my new outfit on. All but the mask. I found a emerald fabric marker and made a checkered patron on the mask. Then I put that on. My mother walked in. She had my old hair. She had on a orange very ion of my old outfit on. "Why the getup?" She asked and I sighed. I stabbed her once. Dad walked up. He had blond hair and emerald eyes. He had on the same outfit as my first victim. I did not let him have a chance to say anything. I killed him with the flick of my wrist. I WS no longer Andy, no. I was now Code Three.
