Chapter 4
The buzzing alarm clock was what woke Angel the next morning. She shuffled down the hall and into the bathroom. Locking the door so no one could come in, she started a warm shower. She pinned up her hair and got in.
After the shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and wiped the fog off of the mirror. She picked up the black hair dye that she had bought and started applying it.
Soon enough, while the she was washing the dye stuff out of her hair, Charles came pounding at the door.
"Open the door," he yelled.
"Bite me," she screamed over the running water.
"If you don't open this door now, so help me, I'll bust it down!"
"You'll have to! I'm not coming out until I decide that I want to!"
She heard him run down the hallway and come running back towards the door. As he drew near, she opened the door and he came flying in. He landed sprawled in the wet bathtub.
"I guess I changed my mind," she said,laughing at his soaked bottom.
"You did that on puropse," he growled.
"Of course. Everyone needs a good laugh in the mornings!"
She walked down the hallway to get dressed. Examining her hair in the mirror, she decided that it looked alittle like Shakira's hair. She didn't have time to dwell on messed up streaks now. Pulling out clothes, she decided to wear her jeans with the tears under the front and back pockets. She then pulled on a white tanktop and some black sneakers. As she left her room, she made sure that Peril was okay and shut the door.
As she walked the three blocks to the school,she wondered which officers were watching her. Deciding to give up, she pulled out the class schedule that she had found for her on the bedside table.When she glimpsed the school, her mouth dropped open. It was one of those prepy public schools. This was going to be horrible.
The buzzing alarm clock was what woke Angel the next morning. She shuffled down the hall and into the bathroom. Locking the door so no one could come in, she started a warm shower. She pinned up her hair and got in.
After the shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and wiped the fog off of the mirror. She picked up the black hair dye that she had bought and started applying it.
Soon enough, while the she was washing the dye stuff out of her hair, Charles came pounding at the door.
"Open the door," he yelled.
"Bite me," she screamed over the running water.
"If you don't open this door now, so help me, I'll bust it down!"
"You'll have to! I'm not coming out until I decide that I want to!"
She heard him run down the hallway and come running back towards the door. As he drew near, she opened the door and he came flying in. He landed sprawled in the wet bathtub.
"I guess I changed my mind," she said,laughing at his soaked bottom.
"You did that on puropse," he growled.
"Of course. Everyone needs a good laugh in the mornings!"
She walked down the hallway to get dressed. Examining her hair in the mirror, she decided that it looked alittle like Shakira's hair. She didn't have time to dwell on messed up streaks now. Pulling out clothes, she decided to wear her jeans with the tears under the front and back pockets. She then pulled on a white tanktop and some black sneakers. As she left her room, she made sure that Peril was okay and shut the door.
As she walked the three blocks to the school,she wondered which officers were watching her. Deciding to give up, she pulled out the class schedule that she had found for her on the bedside table.When she glimpsed the school, her mouth dropped open. It was one of those prepy public schools. This was going to be horrible.