Hello so sorry for the late update i have been so busy, I finished college and got a full time job, but I do hope to start back with writing, and I do hope to update more often.

I do know own One Piece just my OCs. Hope you like.

I didn't mean it all I wanted to do was roll over and I end up waking up. It's so odd I was sound asleep and I move and bam I'm a wake. I don't want to hit my phone for the time because one I'll be blinded by that damn light and two I know it's too early to get up. But I have to know the time so I turn my phone over screen facing down and hit the button, light fills the small space between my bed and side table. I slowly turn the phone towards me and I'm blind, it so bright. I quickly squeeze my eyes close again and place the phone back on the table.

It was a bit after 4am two hours earlier than what I'm used too. I roll over again trying to go back asleep, it's no use I'm awake for good. I roll onto my back and think of what I could do this early. I could re-curl my hair, I usually do that chore in the weekend because it the only time I have and there's nothing to do besides work. But I might wait a little while I have to comb this mess, I ran my figures though the dark brown lock and hit a few knots. Sometimes I just wish I could cut it shorter but then I talk myself out of it. I throw the covers off of me trying not to wake Tiger Lily, who is gone she's rolled onto her back and feet up in the air. I did rub her belly as I walk by heading to the window seat, I grab my brush from the dresser.

The only thing I do miss about living in that crappy building was that it was in a busy part of the city. Whenever I woke up early or couldn't sleep I would climb out onto the fire escape and look out at all the cars. It didn't matter what time it was the streets were busy it seem people had to do somewhere and do something but I didn't. I always had a simple routine then and now, but now I can't watch and wonder where everybody was going. All I get to watch here is…I looked out the window and saw stray dogs. Quite a few of them actually they seemed to be heading to Perona's house. I watch the dogs they walked up to the sidewalk and sat down. Then the door open and out came a giant onion no wait that's Moriah. I only seen him a few times and the best way to describe him is very tall and very round, he also haves a few scars on him too I think, I never been around him. The large onion had something in his hand I watch closely and saw that he was dumping something out in front of the dogs. He step back and the strays started eating, none of this broke out into a fight. I moved from the seat since I was done brushing my hair. "You are not going for morning walks, got that" I rubbed my fluffy dog still asleep. Tiger Lily wouldn't mind the strays since she used to be one before I got her but I don't like them.

I walked across the hall to the bathroom and was blinded again with bright lights. After my eyes adjusted I plugged up my rollers, usually I use a curling iron but today it feels like a tighter curls day. While that was warming up I did my regular routine of getting ready. Once done I started the long process of rolling my waist long hair, another reason why I should cut my hair. After a while I finish with that and a good arm work out, I figured I'll get something to eat before finishing with my hair. I walked out of the bathroom and towards the stairs when I heard some bumping around upstairs, "Seems like I'm not the only one who can't sleep" I said to no one. Making my way to the kitchen, I hunted for something to eat. Not much to choose from, I though looking in some of the cabinets before settling on some cereal. I grab what I needed and turn on the small kitchen TV. We always keep this one on the news for some reason, mostly that's the only thing on this early in the morning. I sat down at the table pushing some mail out of the way. We seemed to be getting a lot of that lately, I flip through some of it while taking a bite of the cereal. Most of it turned out to be brochures from colleges, these must be the ones that Ann-Marie told me to look at. She has been pushing me to think about what my plain s after high school and the plain is that I don't know. I'm so used to just worrying about today and tomorrow and not thing about a year or two down the road. It's just too much, which college are you thing about, what do you want to major in, and what kind of job do you want, and I'm just drawing a blank. I kind of know what I don't want, I don't want to go to school in the city, Layla had said that University of Grand Line was good but she's only saying that because that's where she going. I don't want to go for art, I learn so much from my last school and to go back and learn the same thing it's pointless; I know all I need to know about art and I have to tune into my style of painting. The one question that pops up a lot is do I want to fallow in my father's footsteps, one time I did and somewhere deep inside me I still kind of want to, but now I'm not sure. I got to the end of the brochures and saw on was for a religious college, I did crack a smile, to think if I went there I laugh at the thought. I would either be kick out or I would leave. I ate the rest of me breakfast while watching the news to clear my head.

Back in the bathroom I started undoing the rollers and small stands of spiral ringlets came falling down. Once they were all out I rub my head to ease the pain from the tight rollers and to brush out the curls. My mom told me as a little girls as she curled my hair, "If you want to be pretty you have to put forth effort; if you want to be beautiful you have to endure pain". I still fallow that to this day but the thing is I hate pain I just can't deal with it. I try to stay ways form situations where I might get hurt but that's not going well given my track record.

I head back into my room to see what I could wear the school rules are slack so I push the boundaries a bit. I flip on the lights and see that Tiger Lily is gone, oh no I peek out into the hallway and look for her. It's no good then I hear her taps as she walks up the stairs, he's up anyway so it's not a big deal. Back in my room I pull out a white sleeveless shirt and a black skirts. Digging through my closet I do find some arm warmer that have a buckle at the top and are white, searching some more I found some black ankle boots with some height to them. After another digging I found a fitted vest that was black, it was perfect it hugged my waist and framed my breast perfectly. Looking at the full length mirror everything looked good but it need one finishing touch, maybe a necklace. I opened my jewelry box hoping one would pop but nothing did, I pulled open my draw and knew what would pop my cross. I really should wear it more often but not to the point where people think I'm really religious. Some people think my dad is but his gold cross also hold a knife, looks can be so deceiving. As I leave my room I fasten my arm sleeves just under the skull and cross bone tattoo on my left arm. I look at the hall clock and see it's too early to go to school, I'll just have to wait down stair and watch TV, and I head down the stairs.

I would love to ship school, it's so boring and I know everything I need to know kind of. If I had the chance I would but it's much harder to play hooky. One I can't just stay home, my father or Shanks are always there. Sometimes when Layla doesn't have school and they're gone I could stay and hang out with her but very rare that we have the house to ourselves. Two if I can't stay home that means I would have to be out in the city, and well no. If it wasn't almost winter I would camp out in my studio but since it is the studio is very cold, it has not heat. So I might as well just go to class at least I get to see everybody and there is always something going on there, so it's not that boring.

It seems like my first class is bigger than usual, I though as I stood in the door way of English class. Looking around I figure that some of these people do belong in here. I got to my desk only to find Bepo setting there, I looked to Perona to tell what is going on but I find Trafalgar siting in her place. The dark blue hair youth was leaning back asleep. I hoped on top of my desk, I wasn't going to find another place to sit, as I did I had to hold Trafalgar's head up so I could sit. As I did I nosiest that he really soft hair. And that's not good I have a habit of playing with people hair if they are close to me, and he was asleep so it was fair game. So I started running my fingers threw his hair, "So what are you doing here?" I doubt Law would answers so I looked to Bepo.

"We were told to come here some sort of class meeting" Bepo informed me.

"I could only image what this meeting is about" I said as I keep on combing Law's hair. "Hey have you seen Perona?" I need someone to gossip about this meeting after afterwards.

"Yea she's over there" he pointed across the room she was with Zoro. Bepo leaned forward, "I'm surprised he's letting you do that."

"Why?"

Bepo thought for a minute, "Law isn't much into PDA" I looked at the one in question and find that hard to believe, every chance he gets he's handsy. I stop stroking his head for a moment because I came across a knot, the first one; Law's hair looks messy but it's really tame. I felt a hand reach up and pat my thigh, I jump a little because it was really close to the hem of my shirt. "Why did you stop?" Law said sleepily and blinking up at me.

"Not handsy my ass" I slap that hand away. He rolled his grey eyes at me.

"Someone's grouchy" he said sitting up and turning around, "I don't remember falling asleep on you."

"I just got here that's why" I ran my hand threw his hair one last time to comb it down. He jerked back, "it wouldn't hurt you to look a little better" he looked at me. "What are you going to do when you find a girl you like?"

"Nothing I'm not going to the trouble for some girl, not like you" he implied waving his tattoo hand up and down in front of me.

"I don't dress up for boys I do it for myself, it's the only thing keeping my sane." He looked at me before saying something but it didn't matter because the bell rang and a few more students took their seats. Ms. Paula stood in front of the class.

"Alright we are starting class," she addressed the class, "I want to inform you on an upcoming project for my class." The class groaned. "This is important there will be no exam for my class, the project will substitute for it. The project will help you start thinking about your futures; it requires you to job shadow someone and I want a paper on how it went and some other important shit like that." Again with the future shoved into my face. I know what I want to do…don't I? "Does anybody have any questions?"

A few students raised their hands and asked a few questions, I didn't hear what they were there was only one thing on my mind so I raised my hand. Ms. Paula pointed at me, "Can we shadow a family member?" I wasn't sure if I should fallow my dad or Ann-Marie; one I could work and on some sketches at home before painting them or I could earn some money working at the café. "No" she said plainly.

"What" I was sure she was going to say 'yes'. "Why the hell not?"

"Langue" I rolled my eyes. "This applies to everybody I want you to push yourselves, think about your dream job, and not see it as a day off from school." I sat my hand on the edge of the desk and lean back.

"Hey Perona" I knew she wasn't lessening and I had to break the bad news to her.

"What" she called back.

"Did you hear that we have to find a real and …legal" I looked at my teacher and she nodded yes, "legal jobs"

"Fuck"

"I know"

Thank you for reading, hope to have the next chapter up soon.