Kori got up in the morning, always itching for new exitement. She didn't exactly have what you would call a home.. much less a place to spend her life. Her parents had died when she was very young, so a grandfather took her in. When she turned twelve, th grandfather asked her if she could stay somewhere else.
He had many relitives coming in, and he didn't have enough room for her. He asked her if she had a friends house she could stay at, and she said yes. She was living at her friends house, Juliana. After all this, she still smiled every day. No matter what happened.
Kori went to her dresser and took out some clothes, and changed. Her shirt was dark purple, and had a red rose on it. She put on some pants that were black, and baggy with all sorts of pockets. She had white gloves on with no fingers, and black boots. She brushed her blonde hair, and it fell down about six inches past her waist. She had red eyes, and a beaded bracelet. Whenever a guy hugged her, she turned intto a small yellow cat.
So she had to avoid as many men as possible. She was living at the house for about three yesrs now, making her fifteen.
She ran outside, eager to feel the fresh air. She walked down the street, her blonde hair shining and flowing freely behind her. She walked near a construction site.
Her boot accidentally stepped in some wet cement, and it clung to her boot. She took her foot out. She saw a construction worker.
"HEY! Hey you!" she yelled.
"Huh?" asked the construction man.
"I think that maybe you should put some signs around the cement. I accidentally stepped in it and i feel really bad about it." she said to him. "Sorry to bug you guys."
"Thank you, Miss. We'll be sure to make a note of that, Good day!" he said, walking back to his work. Kori smiled and walked off, walking into the woods. Her shoe brushed by some grass, taking off the cement easily. She walked through a narrow path. Her face was completely pale, different from the rest of her body. She slipped on the edge of the ditch, and slid down the hill,yelling out. She got up, stumbling.
She saw a house.
An orange-haired boy was punching in the air, odviously concentrating. He wore a black shirt, and tan cargo pants. She saw him.
"Hey orangetop!" she yelled at him, waving and walking over. His face flushed and he glared at her.
"Who do you think you are! I don't even know you!" he yelled enraged.
"I'm Kori Uchiha. Sup, orange-top?"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"