Hey people's I've been working with this character for a while and I think I found her perfect spot. I hope you guys and girls like this story. Please review. I don't own One Piece Oda does.
I turned my I-pod up loud and shoved it in my pocket as I stomped home. I was in a foul mood, but when was I not? I was sore and had a busted lip. Then again that was normal for me. I stomped down the sidewalk with a scowl. Stupid morons, loud angry music filled my ears. Each step brought me closer to my newest foster home. They were better than most, but like the others said I had an attitude problem. I shoved my hands in the pockets of my long trench coat. The neighborhood was bright and cheerful with the houses painted blue. I was like a black splotch with blood red hair. I got to the house. It looked the brightest and most cheerful on the block. I wanted it to burst into flames. I sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. I had problems with my temper, but in my mind it was a way of protecting myself. After all I'd been in the foster system since I was a baby. I twisted the knob and pushed the door open with my knee. Once inside I slammed the door shut wincing as I did so. I hadn't meant to bring attention to the fact I was "home". But as I turned off my I-pod a thundering down the stair told me I had done just that.
"Dodger. What happened?" The woman with her long blonde hair, big blue eyes, crisp white dress, and pearls asked.
"Nothin'." I grumbled. She didn't care so I didn't know why she was fussing over me like she did. The man came up behind her putting his hands on her shoulders. He had wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. He wore a suit. He was glaring at me. I could see the barley controlled hate in his eyes. They were going to get rid of me soon. Not that I cared. I'd probably run off before that happened.
The woman sighed. "Dodger come sit down we have something to tell you." Or not. We sat in the living room. The couple on the couch while I sat on the back of the arm chair my feet in the seat.
"So are you shipping me to the next home on the list or are you the end of the list and you're sending me back to my case worker?" I asked resting my elbows on my knees.
"Actually Dodger we believe we've found your biological brother." The man said his voice hard.
"He's in a boarding school so you'll be going there as well." The woman said. I stood and stepped out of the chair.
"Alright, I'll go pack my bags." I said turning and heading for the stairs.
"Wait!" the woman called after me. I paused. "Don't you want to know what his name is?" She asked. I thought about it for a second.
"Nah, I'll wait till we get there." I answered before once again starting to the stairs. I escaped to my room and leaned against the door thousands of thoughts swirling around in my head. I had a brother? Did he even know I existed? Probably not, after all if he knew about me he probably wouldn't have let me get tossed from home to home. I sighed and looked about my room. The walls were a vomit green color and it was void of all personality except for my desk. The desk was covered in my manga, my laptop, random papers, and my dream journal. I had several strange dreams. They never made since to me. I walked over to my closet and pulled out my book bag. I filled it with the stuff from my desk and my Bepo plushie. So cute and cuddly. I pulled a suitcase out from under my bed. It was already packed except for a few items. I slipped off my converse and my long black coat and threw them into the suitcase. Then I walked back over to my closet. I pulled out a red plaid skirt and slipped it over my jeans, loving the sound of jangling chains from the side. Then I pulled out my leather jacket and slipped it on over my red tube top. Next were my knee high boots that took five minutes to buckle all the buckles. Now for the finale piece, I fished around in the side pocket of my book bag and pulled out my charm bracelet. It was filled with the jolly rogers of some of my favorite One Piece characters. I had the jolly rogers for the Heart Pirates, the Kidd pirates, the StrawHats, and also Zoro, Usopp, Nami, Chopper, Frankie, Robin, and Brook. I was slowly trying to gather more, but… I wanted to get the whitebeard and Spade pirates' jolly rogers. I sighed as I shook the bracelet the charms jingling together like the chains. I ran a hand through my unruly short tangled red hair. I slid my book bag over my shoulder before heading back downstairs.
"Alright. I'm ready to go." I grumbled. The man looked me up and down and pursed his lips together. He didn't like my punk gothic style, but he could get over it. It was who I was.
We piled in the car after my suitcase was thrown in the trunk while my book bag sat on my lap. My I-pod was once again blaring in my ears. The drive to the boarding school was long, almost killing my I-pod battery. I slid out of the car as we parked and reached for my suitcase. "They should know you're coming. Just go into the office." The man said before peeling out of the parking lot once I was clear. Of course no one wanted to keep me. My own brother probably wouldn't want to keep me. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before gathering my nerves and walking to the office. It was a boring brick building. One of the smaller ones with a sign in the window reading office.
When I entered a little bell dinged above the door drawing attention to me. There were a few people there. The secretary of course and there was a shadow moving in the window of the principal's office, but there was also a girl there. Small and blonde with purple eyes hidden behind glasses that looked like they could cut you like a knife. "Dodger right?" the blonde girl asked me taking a file from the secretary. I nodded. "Follow me." She said walking around me and out of the office. I followed her. "I'm Lok Smith and yes I have the skills, but no I won't be doing you any favors." She rapid fired sprinting across the campus. I was glad my suitcase was on wheels. I snorted and the girl shot me a dirty look.
"I'm sorry, but who said I would need you to do me any favors of that kind? Besides I prefer kicking down doors to picking locks." The girl blinked at me stopping.
She took me by surprise when she sighed. "Sorry. I'm just so use to the people around here making fun of me because of my name." She muttered looking away.
"Well people are nimrods. They say something to you tell them to go suck it." I answered really tempted to cross my arms. The girl gapped at me for a second before busting out with laughter.
"You're going to fit in around here perfectly." I was informed.
"Damn. I was so hoping not to fit in." I muttered jokingly this coxed a wide smile out of Lok.
"Come on. I was assigned to show you around." She said starting forward again. "The school's separated into six main buildings, the girls' dorm, the boys' dorm, the school, the dining hall, and the gym. You're a first year so you'll be on the second floor of the dorm. The first floor is made up of the bathrooms, the showers, a small kitchen area and a recreational center." Lok said once again speaking fast. She entered one of the bigger buildings. It was five stories tall. She wound her way through the first floor pointing out different things before we went up a staircase. Down a hallway and then a right turn. My room was the third door on the left. "You have a roommate." Lok informed me as she pounded on the door. "Boondocks "Boonie" Jenkins. Nice enough gal I suppose. Bit of a redneck and be careful she may or may not have explosives. She hasn't blown up any of her roommates so far, but I'd watch myself if I were you just to be one the safe side."
"Well you aren't me and trust me somebody gonna die if I almost get blown up, but I can promise you it won't be me." I answered. There were sounds of shuffling from inside the room before a tall girl probably five foot eleven if not taller opened the door a crack. She had messy frizzled short blue hair that looked as though she had burned most of it off and narrowed gold eyes. She had goggles perched atop her head and it appeared she wore a white tank top streaked with something black, jeans that had a hole where her right knee was located and had been given the same treatment as the tank top, and she seemed to not have any shoes on.
"What do ya' want Smith?" The girl growled in a thick southern accent.
"Dodger here is your new roommate." Lok said nodding her head in my direction. Gold eyes focused in on me. They didn't look happy, but I was use to that. Bonnie seemed to zero in on my lip.
"What happened there?" She asked.
"Nothing, but you should see the other guy." I replied coldly. This made her smile.
"Well it seems you're not a sissy like my other roommates. Welcome to our humble abode." She said throwing the door wide open. I entered and immediately kicked my suitcase under the empty bed.
"I'll see you tomorrow Dodger." Lok called as Boonie shut the door.