1You can't escape your past.

Character bio:

Name: Emily Kuross (kuu- ros)

Age: 16

Height: 5' 3"

Body type: in her words; "110 lbs of pure muscle bay-bee"

Hair color: sea-foam green. It's actually black but she got bored one day and had weird color hair dye at her disposal.

Hair style: her part varies. Her bangs come down to her cheeks and is useful to hide her eyes when she thinks she's showing 'weak emotions' like sadness.

Eye color: left, blue; right, red.

"Talking" "thinking" Emily's voice.

Chapter one:

Running.

What are you running from?

The pain I cause everyone, the pain everyone causes me.

Why?

I'm just a burden. Every time I say something I cause another pain. Every time someone says something to me I feel pain.

You're not a burden, not to me people you've yet to meet.

"Shut up…" I muttered as I ran. I was indeed running from pain, both the kind I cause and the kind people cause me. Life's not easy on the streets.

I sped up as I heard the sound of dogs.

"Shit, they brought out the canine unit," I muttered.

Maybe you shouldn't steal anymore.

"Yeah, and maybe some nice rich boy will adopt me, but there's a fat chance of that happening…" I muttered "I'm not lucky, like they were…"

They're getting closer.

"I can hear…" the dogs were definitely closer. I may be able to out-maneuver the officers, but the dogs, fat firkin chance.

I scanned the buildings as I ran by, looking for a place to duck in to.

Next right.

I ducked into the door of the next building on the right to see a crazy party going on. I smirked, knowing that my scent will be totally obscured by all of the sweaty bodies in here.

I walked up to the bar and ordered water, ignoring all of the guys who try to hit on me.

"Tch, stupid drunk people," I thought. I casually glanced around the club, just to make sure that no police where here. Satisfied that I had shaken them off, I relaxed slightly.

When the cops came to break up the party, I slipped out amongst the party-goers with my grey hood up, obscuring my face.

When I got back to the run down hide-out I called home, I walked to the room I shared with a couple other girls. They were not the kind of people you'd want to run into in a dark alley. Or broad daylight, if you weren't familiar with them.

But, then again, all of us are. I won't mention any names or descriptions for privacy's sake.

I talked idly to everyone and walked around for no reason. Then I got bored, so I went into the kitchen and started rummaging through the fridge and all of the cubbards. It's just a thing I do.

Suddenly I was pinned against a wall. I didn't scream or anything, this was normal.

"I'm guessing you want something?" I asked him.

"Is that anyway to talk to your boss?" he smirked.

"Why should I? You're only two years older than me," I rolled my mix-matched eyes.

"Exactly," He smirked, getting closer to me. "Why aren't you fighting?" he asked with his face buried in my hair at my neck.

"I just ran all over this town, I'm too tired," I sighed.

"And what did you steal this time?" he smirked against my skin, sending slight shivers down my spine.

"Right pocket," I told him. He pulled out the necklace I had lifted. It was white opal surrounded my smaller, red opals.

He stepped back from me, freeing me, and took a long look at it.

"And this is why I send you to the jewelry stores," He smirked, satisfied.

"Exactly," I imitated his smirk from before.

"Get a room!" I hear one of the guys yell from the door-way of the kitchen.

"Try telling the boss that!" I yelled back. I heard some shorts of laughter and turned back to the boss.

"A room sounds good right now," He looked at me suggestively.

"Yeah, for me to go to sleep." I countered.

"And who is in charge here?" he asked

"And who jacked that wonderful necklace you're holding?" I teased.

He ran a hand through his hair. Sighing he said, "Fine go sleep."

"Much appreciated," I smirked as I headed back into my room.

"You and the boss get it on?" one girl asked when I got there.

"Psh, he wishes!" I exclaimed.

"I heard that!" the boss exclaimed from the kitchen.

I took one look at my roommate and we started cracking up laughing.

Enjoy your days here; they will be coming to a close soon.

"That's wonderful," I think sarcastically.

Get some sleep, you'll need it.

I sighed and crawled on to the hammock that was mine. Only the boss had a bed, and you can guess why.

I drifted off into an uneasy sleep, wondering why my voice had told me to get sleep.

I woke up periodically at times through the night before drifting back into my tossing and turning kind of sleep.

There was one thought assaulting my mind though, " I wonder where they are now, and if they've become different people than the ones I knew…"

END! I hope you like it! And remember, I can SEE if someone is reading this. I CAN SEE YOU. So, love it? Hate it? Drop me a line…

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