Hi my kittens (This is what I will be calling you), This is my first fanfic that I have done by myself so sorry if it's terrible, but please no rude comments. Sorry for the short chapter but I thought it was best to end here. I will try to update at least twice a week, but I have school so I may not be able to. Anyway, hope you like my story :)
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I cried out as I felt a sharp sting on my cheek, I knew it was Metias, I was late for dinner because I was out training. Again. I don't know when but I will find a way out of this cursed household and it's cursed occupants. I am going to turn 19 in a few weeks. Than I'll be free. I can fight for the Republic, I can find my sister and my parents; I can get revenge. I feel another sharp sting on my other cheek snapping me out of my thoughts, I know that Metias slapped my other cheek for zoning out, he looks like he wants to do it again but a knock at the door gives me an excuse to leave. When I open the door I instantly wish I hadn't, standing on the porch is Day, the annoying jerk who lives next door. "Oh, look who the cat dragged in." He drawls sarcastically, because he knew it would be me who opened the door. "Tell me what you want, or I will slam the door in your face," I snap annoyed because of Metias already. "Aw come on sugar, you know why I'm here." Ugh, he is so hideously annoying. "Spit it out pretty." The look on his face when I call him "pretty" is all it takes for me to smirk triumphantly. "I have a letter for you." He says finally saying after a few long seconds of silence, "From a organization called B.L.U.E." I'm surprised, he isn't usually this straightforward, I try to snatch the letter from his hand but he swiftly moves it out of my reach, "give me the letter," I swear I could slam the door on his pretty face right now, "be nice sweetheart, you know my payment," of course I know his payment, I have never done it before though, I always just let him take the letter, but this one seems more important than the other letters, so I do what I never thought I could do because I hate him so much. I lean forward and kiss him, a light peck, and draw back instantly, "give me the letter," he is so shocked he hands me the letter, and as soon as I am holding the letter, I almost yell in his face, "Now, get the hell out of here", than I slam the door as hard as I can hitting his face. Satisfied that he won't come back, I turn and quickly go back to the table.