Disclaimer: I don't own holes. Although....maybe I am lying and I really do. Wouldn't you like to know. LOL. Yeah I wish. But I do own star....and anyone else that you might not know....and if you want to sue me...ok...the only think I own is my car....and it is twenty years old and doesn't like to run.
Reach for the Stars
Chapter 2
Present
Sighing Star pushed away from the bars and sat back down on the hard cot. Resting her chin in her hands she felt nothing. Just cold. Empty.
Flashback
Star sat on the edge of a small bed. She pulled the thin torn covers up to their chins. "Okay Steph, Sandy, I have to go to work now. But don't worry, he won't be back tonight." She kissed each one of their cheeks and bent over and scooped her even thinner blanket off her bed on the floor, spreading that one over the girls also. She walked out of the apartment and through the bad part of Brooklyn towards her work.
Present
Star stood in front of the judge, her violet eyes hard, unblinking. She wrapped her arms around her bare stomach. Her jeans hung on her thin frame torn and dirty.
The judge also studied her. "Do you realize how serious of a situation this is for you. You are charged with fraud and forgery along with other more severe things."
Star just shrugged and continued to glare at the judge.
"I could send you to jail, but that would be too easy for you. That would just give you free food and a place to sleep. But there is an opening at Camp Green Lake, I think that you would fit right in." He slammed his gavel and two uniformed men walked up to her and grabbed her arms and dragged her out of the room.
Flashback
Star struck her pose at the last beat of the song. She felt disgusting and dirty. Bending over she scooped up the money and her top off the ground. Stepping around the pole she walked toward the curtain as the next girl walked out onto the stage. She walked over to the dressing counter and picked up her baggy sweatshirt and pulled it over her head throwing her bra and money down on the counter. She grabbed her jeans and pulled them on also.
Using her arms to brace herself she leaned on the counter and stared at her reflection in
the mirror once again. She didn't recognize the person staring back. Her black eye was covered with make-up, her eyes were lined with heavy eyeliner, and her lips were stained with bright red lipstick. Grabbing a towel she scrubbed her face clean.
There you go another chapter. It is a little longer this time. :)