"Kristyn Eliza Walters get to your room NOW!"

"No! Go Away!" Kristyn sobbed. This was her life. Kristyn could be your average rebel. Ripped jeans, hardly any friends and troubled home life. Her escape was books and daydreaming. Her favourite was that one day she would get the super cute Alex Rider. She was obsessed.

Kristyn ran for her life, literally, into her TV room and grabbed her mobile. She autodialed her best friend Rina. She then ran to her room. She could hear her father thundering up the hallway. She grabbed her overnight bag, still packed from last time. Finally Rina picked up.

"Rina"

"Sure Kristyn you can come over, Ill have your room—"

SMACK. Her father slapped her across the face sending her mobile through the air onto the floor.

"Go on then, run away"

"please—"

"GET OUT!" he screamed and kicked her in the head.

Bleeding, Kristyn stood up. She grabbed her bag and shoved her mobile into her pocket. She ran. Stomping after her, her father yelled insults. "Stupid Whore", "Fucking Cow" and "Hey, Rebel" in a sarcastic tone, were his favourites.

Kristyn couldn't take it anymore. She turned around and punched her father in the nose. That was it, she was moving out.

"BITCH!"

Kristyn ran. She didn't stop until she was at the end of her road. It was sad the she knew the way to Rina's off by heart.

XxXxXxX

She turned the corner to Rina hurrying towards her.

"I was worried when the phone cut out" she explained. "How are you?" She reached towards the big welt on Kristyn's cheek. "Mum will fix that for up you, it'll be gone by next week."

"Good. School starts next week and this is my year to get Alex I reckon."

"You can feel it in your bones, yeah?"

"How'd you know?"

"That's what you said last hols."

"I just hope he doesn't get the flu or something" she ignored Rina's last comment.

"He's a pretty big wuss when it comes to that stuff huh."

Rina's mum let them in. Mrs Linden 'Call me Jodie' was protective in a laid back way. She hugged Kristyn and took her into the kitchen. There was a first aid kit on the bench.

"When Rina said you were staying…." She trailed off. Jodie didn't like talking about Kristyn's parents. She fixed up the welt on the young girls face and a cut on the side of her head where he'd kicked her.

"You should wash your hair; you've got blood in it."

Kristyn walked into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror she saw a big clump of blood in her sun bleached blonde hair. Her welt went from her big baby blues down to the corner of her mouth. Kristyn would have been gorgeous, but for her scars, cuts and bruises. She went to touch her face and saw a gash on the back of her elbow. She quickly got into the shower and washed her hair.

XxXxXxX

When she emerged her friend was listening to CD's and reading a magazine. Kristyn sat on the bed next to Rina.

"Can you do my hair?"

"What colour?"

"Pink." Kristyn loved having her hair 'top deck'. This was because the layers in her hair make it look like her tips were done. She usually did pink or red. It was always 8 wash because she got into trouble when she got back home so she had to wash it out.

"Do you have to go anywhere tomorrow?"

"Yeah I gotta go to the gym and then I got my stunt classes then back to the gym. Why?"

"I thought we could do it tomorrow, but we'll do it now."

Rina grabbed a pink hair dye from her cupboard. The thing with Rina was that she changed her hair colour nearly everyday, so she always had a supply. Kristyn's hair was still wet from her shower so they could start straight away.

When they finished she blow dried her hair. Kristyn was looking more normal now. Rina had done a great job as usual.

"Thanks Rina!" Kristyn hugged her bestie.

"That's okay, any time."

"I'm gonna run down to the shop" The shop was a grocery store where Kristyn had first met Rina. They'd both been Monday shift's checkout Girls. They'd become best friends almost instantly.

"What for?" Rina said "It's really late"

"I'm gonna grab some lollies, I'm craving them really bad"

"Alright. Did you bring money?"

"Yeah"

XxXxXxX

Kristyn walked out the door and up the road. When she got to the shop one of her other Monday mates Melinda was on checkout. She grabbed some bags of starburst lollies and walked over.

"Hey how are ya?"

"I'm good but I can see your not."

"I'm staying at Rina's and then I'm gonna move out. I've had enough."

"Good idea, just stay safe, yeah?"

"I will. See you Monday?"

"Yeah, byes Kristy"

Mel, another Monday shifter cared for Kristyn like a big sister. The other Monday checkout chick was Lolly. Lolly's real name was Polly, but this girl had come in for training one Monday and thought she'd said her name was Lolly. It sort of stuck.

When Kristyn got halfway down the road she heard footsteps behind her. She started to walk faster. The steps followed her, getting faster. This confirmed she was being followed. Kristyn turned around to confront her attacker and he ran out and grabbed her arm. She kicked him in the shin, (because if you kick a guy in the balls they can grab your leg) and ran. He grabbed her hair and she spun around and smacked his arm with her forearm.

"Don't touch the hair!"

He tried to punch her in the face but she blocked his attack and roundhouse kicked him. He fell to the ground and she pressed little pressure points in his neck. He instantly fell unconscious.

She pulled out her mobile and autodialed the bank.

"Royal and general bank, this is June speaking. How may I help you?"

"Kristyn Walters for Alan Blunt. Urgent"

"I'll put you right thru Miss."

In actual fact Kristyn Walters was not your average rebel. She worked for MI6.