Chapter two: Juvy Girl

Chris felt herself get more uncomfortable with every second passed in this awkward silence. It confused her too. In the end, she couldn't keep it to herself anymore.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you it's impolite to stare? Gawd, stop it, will ya?"

A blond woman seemed to be the first to compose herself. "Sorry, it's just that uhm… you resemble a girl we know… quite a lot."

"Right. Still no reason to stare at me."

"Watch your tongue Christina," Trent said.

"Or what?"

"You can expect more punishment."

"Whatever."

She looked away. A younger man with goofy hair was the next to speak.

"So, you'll be working the night shift with us huh?"

"No," Trent intervened, "She was supposed to start this morning, but for some reason or another, didn't show up."

"I told you before, I was busy."

"Doing what, exactly?"

"None of your business."

"You know, I could call your parole officer right now and have you send back to juvy in a matter of minutes. It's your choice."

That seemed to make her hold her tongue. She just frowned and looked at the ground.

There's no way in hell that I'm going back to that place. Even if it means that I have to live in a shelter. Still better than foster care.

"Fine. I'll clean that friggin' mess up and do your ruddy jobs for as long as I have to. Happy now?"

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She was in the garage trying to get the graffiti off the walls (which wasn't really happening up to now), when two of the CSIs she met earlier came in. She thought she remembered them introducing themselves as Sara and Warrick.

They seemed to be waiting for something. She decided to ignore them for now and went on with her work. Not that she thought she was ever going to get it off.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed the CSIs were watching her. She rolled her eyes and turned around to face them, hands on her hips.

"Is something the matter?"

"Besides your attitude?" Warrick responded.

She huffed and turned around again, muttering "Fine, whatever."

They were quiet for a few seconds when Sara decided to shoot her a question. "So you did time in juvy huh?"

"Yeah, what's it to you?" Christine replied sourly without turning around.

"Nothing really. Just curious. What were you in for?"

"None of your business." She didn't want to talk about it. It had been bad enough as it was without anyone feeling sorry for her.

At that moment a tow truck arrived with a pretty smashed-up car on it. The CSIs turned toward it and left her doing her work.

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After Warrick and Sara had processed the outside for a while, they were now moving to its inside.

Warrick felt the hairs in the back of his neck stand on end and looked back over his shoulder. There he saw Christina turning back to her work, pretending o be interested in a particularly big blob of graffiti on the wall.

"You noticed that she's watching us?"

"Yeah," Sara sighed. "Wonder why."

"Maybe she's just interested in what we do."

"What are you thinking?"

"You in for a challenge?" Sara merely looked at him. Regarding that as a yes, he turned around. "Hey, Juvy Girl!"

"Name's Christina." She shot back.

"Christina, sorry. Wanna help us out?"

She looked at him for a few seconds, as if she were trying to see whether he was joking. Deciding he wasn't, she climbed of the small ladder she was standing on and approached them.

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TBC