"Sydni! Did you steal my black flower earrings!?"

"They're in my bathroom drawer!"

"Thanks!"

Kathryn was getting ready to go to the party, so basically she put on ripped skinny jeans and a sequined tank-top. Black High-top converse because heels are the devil's spawn, along with Women's under-wear.

She had on no makeup. Why? Because shes lazy. Thats why.

"I'm going. I'll be back around twelve, because Amanda is rich, she is cheap AF, and she won't have the good alcohol. Therefore, its useless being there for longer than needed. See ya bitch." And with that, she walked out, slinging her keys around her finger.

In Sydni's mind, she knew this would not end well. Kathryn hated everyone except a select few people from all the schools she had been to, and most had disliked her becaus3 of her fuck-it personality. Her mental state had suffered greatly because of that...

Kathryn arived at a large house with a colonial style wraparound porch. The door was open and music could be heard from down the street. She walked in the door, and was greeted by the heavy sent of alcohol. fighting the feeling of dread, she proceeded to ignore everyone and go to the kitchen to get a solo cup of poison for the liver. She stayed there incognito forabout an hour until the owner of the large house appeared before her. Ginger locks pulled back in a basic bun, and dramatic makeup, Amanda Gettz smirked evilly.

"Why Kathryn! Its not like you to come unannounced! You didn't even say hello!" Her ear grating voice had a devious lilt to it, and Kathryn mentallyprepared herself.

"Sorry, you looked busy eating the face off your twelth guy tonight."

"Exuse me? Do we need to have another chat about how many ways I can ruin you, AGAIN? Instead of being here and fighting a pointless battle, how about you go slit your wrists again! Maybe this time it will actually work, and we wont have to put up with you anymore!"

"Atleast I'm not blowing thousands of dollars on lyposuction!"

"And puking after every meal is any better? Last time I checked, emaciated wasn't attractive." Kathryn had nothing to say to that, accept a truly tactful 'Fuck you'. She could feel all the eyes on her. The room had gone silent save for the thumping of the music due to how loud they had gotten. She had to leave. She couldn't do it. Not again. Not again.

Storming out, Kathryn heard Amanda's screeching laughter as she left the house. She burst into her car, and crumplrd into herself.

"Why the fuck do I even bother anymore...?" Kathryn said to herself, beginning to shake uncontrollably.

Her breathing picked up, and soon enough, she was hyperventilating. Lost in memories of the past, she began scratching at the slightly raised scars of old cuts on her wrists, leaving white scratch marks in her fingers' wake. Sitting there for 20 minutes, she eventually calmed down. It wasn't as bad as last time. her haze, she started the car, and drove to the one place nobody could judge her.

The abandoned dance studio downtown of where she lived had a laughably easy lock to pick. In the dark of night, nobody was in that part of town to see her break in, so without caution, she proceeded into the abandoned building.

reaching the center of the room, she breathed in the stagnant air, and took a position. The song came easily to her, and steps to a dance even easier. Holding back a river, and the sadness of not being there. The music she made, and the picture she painted with her movements filled the room. This dragged on for minutes, until the dream ended, and she woke up. The magic faded, and the exhausted girl returned to standing still. She sat down where she was, and just stopped. She stopped to think. She couldn't leave yet. She had Sydni to support, and 10 cats now. 10 cats with strangely human-like eyes. Kathryn then pulled herself together, and walked out of the studio, and locked the door behind her. The car was cold, and the time had dragged on while she was in there.

She drove towards her shared apartment, and if she stopped for a donut along the way, who could blame her?

Maybe Sydni. She was an hour late at this point...

Maybe nor Sydni. When Kathryn returned home to was greeted witj quite the sight. Sydni was asleep. On the couch. Under a mountain of kittens. It was adorable. Her normally furrowed brow was smoothed out, her expression was soft. Nobody would know that Kathryn slipped a pillow underneath her so she wouldnt ache in the morning. Nobody would know the events of that night in the studio save for her.

She stripped and flopped into bed, letting sleep claim her.

Oh hi! PlEASE DON'T SHOOT ME I'M SO SORRY. I HAVEN'T BEEN IN THE BEAT PLACE RECENTLY OMG IM SO SORRY. Okay. I know its been a long titime, and I apologize for that. Don't worry! I'm not done just yet! I hope in the future I can update sooner, and I promise I'll try my best to make it happen.

Question: Favorite Akatsuki member?

My answer: Konan. She's so pretty and loyal and devoted!!! I also have a soft spot for Kakuzu. He and I would get along great when it comes to money. :P See you next time!~