Name: Blaire Kitsune (means fox) (first,last) Her name was Blaire Finch.
Age/Class: 17/second year (same as Hiruma)
Weight: 120
Height: 5'2"
Personality/Background: likes saying 'Shyeah man', confused very easily, can be smart at times, already learned almost everything in school(her dad was a college professor) so she never pays attention in class, loves dying her hair different colors, tomboy/redneck but likes to show off her body sometimes, great at dancing, acts crazy most of the time and people ask if she is drunk or high, not good with blood, tough on the field, not so tough off the field, talks big which gets her in trouble a lot, loves pulling pranks on people, likes knives and trucks, lives by herslef, her family was murdered on their visit to family in america, so now she hates guns and is scared of them, she is the only one to survive so she has flashbacks and nightmares of that horrible night, few scars from the bullets can be noticed by people(left shoulder, right hip, inside of her right knee, and her left lower back) when people ask her about the scars she just says sports or acting crazy or some other lazy explination, gets mad easily, doesn't like to talk about her past and will make up stuff about it, the people who murdered her family are afterow so she hacked and hid who she really was, changed her apperance and last name (from Finch to Kitsune)
Looks:
before her family was killed: short brown hair green eyes
after her family was killed: waist lenght blue hair(she dyed it) greeny eyes
Chapter 1
'Ok, if I take a left there and then another left and hide beside that big dumpster, I might lose them. If I don't then I'll take a right and go down that road and I'll find a place to hide in that alley way.' I continued running, getting strange looks from the people I passed, down Vick Street and took a left onto Enue View. I ran across the road since I was on the right side and needed to be on the left, almost getting hit my a car, nothing out of the ordinary. After a short run on Enue View, I took another left to get to Wally Ave., and since I was on the left side I didn't need to dodge any cars thankfully. I ran a few yards, turned down an alley way, and hide behind a big dumpster. I poked my head out just enough to see the road, looking for the men that were chasing me while I caught my breath. No one.
'Well, they were in that nice red mustang, so either they left it on the road and don't know where I am or they went to park and plan to use that damn dog to find me.' I sat back against the wall and started thinking, setting my black backpack beside. Inside it was my cell phone, some clothes, my ipod, some snacks and water, a notebook that I wrote in a lot (kinda like Hiruma's devil notebook, but she only uses it to get people off her back), a prank book that I used often on the men and a video tape to record my pranks.
The dumpster was on my right while some cardboard boxes where on my left, hiding me. It was near dark and I was already in the shadow of the dumpster, plus I was dressed in black, so if someone came through the alley way they probably wouldn't see me. 'If they use that dog, then I need to confuse it and run everywhere and then jump in that river. Once in the river, I can either swim down it or steal one of the boats or maybe even hide under the dock. If they don't know where I am, then that's great, but then again better safe than sorry. Running it is then, again.' I sighed and poked my head back out.
I looked up, right, left, and since I can be stupid at times I looked down. 'Fuckin' idiot. The only damn thing that's down is the damn ground, well except for my bag.' I chuckled and shook my head. I checked around me once more, picked up my backpack and then took off running to the left, opposite of the way I came.
I ran down almost every road, street, ave., that was in the town. I crossed the roads, ran down them, then crossed back, I did circles, climbed up ladders, and even went in a few womens restroom. I laughed at thought of seeing the big and bad men trying to chase the dog in the restroom. Anyway, I did almost every trick I could think of to make the dog take a long time to find me. Once I was somewhat happy with what I had done, I ran for the river. By now I was tired, but I knew that I didn't have time to stop and take a break to catch my breath.
After ten minutes, the river finally came into view. I smiled, happy the now maybe I could take a little break, or at least get this sweat off me. During my run I had decided to jump in the river, swim down in some, get out on the other side, run, make a big circle, then make a trap that the dog would fall in, and then make my way back to the river and the town. I did just that, the trap I made was the simple fall in the hidden hole trap, I got the shovel from the boat place. Don't know why they had one, but when I saw it I thought of that trap and well yeah, you get it. When I finally made it back to the river it was almost midnight. 'Shit! I need to get to the club or I'm screwed!' I swam quickly across and started running through the town once again, and once again getting strange looks from the people I passed. I ran up to Hell Away From Hell, the club I dance at, I opened the back door and went towards the room I used.
"Kid! Your late!" My boss yelled as I walked by him. I covered my ears and winced at his loud voice.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, basterd." I mumbled and went into the room I used.
"You better be ready to dance in ten!" He yelled through my door.
"The show starts in forty, dumbass." I rolled my eyes, went towards the bathroom and jumped in the shower. I was out and dressed in ten minutes, just because I was tired of being yelled at. I sat infront of my mirror and brushed through my now waist lenght dyed blue hair. I wore some black booty shorts, no shoes, and a plain black sleeveless shirt that ended loosly about two inches above my belly button, which was occupied by a black diamond stud. I added some black eyeliner to my fierce green eyes and walked out of my room. As I walked around, trying to find my boss to see what time I went out, I got many whistles and comments from guys that I ignored.
"Kid! Where the hell have you been?" All of sudden my boss was yelling in my ear.
I jumped, turned around, and covered my ears. "Why the fuck do you have to yell in my god damned ear?"
"Don't you dare yell at me!" He yelled so loud, spit came out of his mouth and landed on my face.
"Stop fucking spitting on me!" I pulled my shirt up to wipe my face off, the shirt came up and you could see my black sports bra that I wore under the shirt. More guys whistled. "Oh shut the fuck up!" I yelled at them.
My boss roughly grabbed my arm and drug me to the door that led to the dance floor. "Get out there and dance your ass off!" He pushed me up against the door, without opening it. He pressed his body up against my back and whispered in my ear, "Or I will have some fun with you tonight."
I pushed him off. "I'm going, I'm going." I opened the door and walked in the club thinking, 'Damn perverted old man.' I closed the door, stood there facing it while I waited for 'My first kiss' by 3oh!3 and Kesha to come on.
As I heard the male lead start singing, I put on a smile and put my mic on. "My first kiss went a little like this. *smooch* and twist, * smooch smooch* and twist."
I turned around and started singing while touching the men around me and dancing next to some of them. "Well, my first kiss went a little like this. *smooch* and twist *smooch smooch* and twist." On cue I even kissed the guys on their necks, since I was too short to reach any higher. 'Damn shortness.'
And that started one of many long nights for me. I danced and sang to many songs, taking sexual harassment from many guys and even some girls. 'Eww.' Finally it was around two in the morning and my boss came to get me along with some guards. What can I say? I'm just good like that.
When i finally made it back to the room, I changed into some baggy camo shorts that ended below my knees and a baggy black t-shirt, one of the sleeves kept falling off my shoulder so I just left it alone. I looked at my digital watch and saw it said two thirty.
'Now it's time to go home and go to sleep to get ready for school. Oh, what fun. I hate my life.' I sighed and started walking towards what people call my home, but it sure didn't feel like it. Once I got there, I unlocked the door, walked in, closed and locked the door, walked to my room and threw my backpack onto my black, green and purple bed and walked into my bathroom to take a shower after grabbing some black gym shorts and a grey t-shirt.
My room was a mix of black, red, dark purple, and neon green and purple colors. My black desk was next to my queen size bed that was unmade. On my desk was my acer laptop along with my desktop computer, some empty vault bottles, alarm clock and a lamp. If you come from in the door you would be facing the side of my bed and to your right would be my walkin closet, across from my closet was my dresser. If you sat on my bed and looked straight infront of you, you would see a tv, some video games and systems, and a grey and silver stereo. My window was at the foot of my bed. Down the hall on the right was my bathroom. If you go past my bathroom and go down the stairs to your left, you would end up in my living, walkthrough my living and you come to a kitchen, another bathroom, and a laundry room.
After taking a shower and changing, I came back into my room, my long brown hair was now wet and I was gonna let it dry on its own. I tossed my backpack on my black carpet next to my desk and climbed in my comfy bed and I retreated into darkness.