Hey Tiny Peoples! I sorry, but I want to update more often but my parents started being stricter with my computer time, so I can barely have it at times now. I want to update more often so I don't make y'all wait as long, but that may not be possible. I'll try to update as soon as I can.
Chapter 4
Six P.O.V
(time skip to the first day of school)
Right now, I'm screaming as I hold a death grip on my bed while Tori's pulling my ankles, trying to get me out of bed and ready for school. "Tori I don't wanna go!" I whine as she uses a pry bar to try and pry my hands away from my bed. "Can we make a deal?" Tori says and I perk up in interest, but not loosening my iron grip. "I'm listening." She nods and continues. "If you go to school, I'll bail you out once without punishment, deal?" I think for a moment before answering. "Make it six times, and you have a deal." Tori nods, and I let go of my bed reluctantly, and walk to my closet to get dressed. "Uh…aren't you forgetting something?" Tori asks while raising 1 eyebrow. I put on my confused face. "I showered last week, see!" I say while bringing my hair close to her face, so she can smell it. "Six, now that you are out of juvie, you need to shower every day." I sigh. "How 'bout every two days?" I plead with a hopeful voice. She nods, but says "Now, go shower!" while pointing towards the door. I grumble and walk into the bathroom and step into the shower after undressing. Wash hair, wash face, wash body, get out. Seems simple enough, but no, Tori had to get me an advanced shower that uses a panel instead of just the nozzle.
I get out of the shower after finally figuring out how to turn the cold water on. Yeah I said cold water. I love hot water, but I'm still used to the cold showers of the juvie bathrooms. I step towards my closet and pull out some camo cut-off jean short shorts, a dark red belly shirt, fishnet stockings with a few rips just because they look awesome, and my black combat boots. I put my hair up in a messy bun with a small knife that was made to look like a chop stick holding my hair together. I put a pocket knife in each of my combat boots too. Tori somehow convinced me to wear makeup. So I put on some eyeliner like Avril Lavigne, but that's it.
"Tori do I have a car?" I yell as I walk downstairs. "Yeah, I got you a military jeep." She says as I grab an apple from the counter. She hands me my keys, and I get in the camo colored jeep. Ah, perfect. I drive to school witch is surprisingly close, and Tori followed me. "SIXY!" I hear from behind my jeep. "Oh God No! Please tell me you two fuckers don't come here!" I say as Uriah and Zeke run towards my door, Uriah running into the door, then Zeke tripping over him.
I jump out of the jeep, literally, and head towards what I'm assuming is the front door. Uriah and Zeke gave me my schedule the day they dragged me shopping for school supplies. I open the front doors and everything goes silent, and then the stares and whispers begin. I hear the usual stuff. I act as if none of it exists until I hear one boy say one overly loud whisper. "She's a fake, she's not what everyone thinks she is." That's when I lose it, and pull the knife from my hair and throw it at the boy. My waist long hair falls as I turn to see the boy pined to the wall. With that, everyone, and I mean everyone, has created a crowd around us.
"What's your names." I say with venom dripping from my voice. The one that's pinned to the wall speaks. "I'm Peter, that's Drew, and she's Molly." I smile a little as I pull one of the pocket knives from my combat boots. "Are you sure you know all of the facts?" I say directed to Peter. "Yeah, I do. You act as if you are the most wanted girl in the world, and we all know you aren't." I take a deep breath and twirl the knife in my fingers. "Let me tell you something. I'm not the most wanted girl in the world, but you know what? I was number one on The World's Most Wanted List for three years. From the age 12-14. I get arrested about eight times a week, I'm not allowed to use anything metal without permission from the state, I'm not allowed in about 12 different states, my parents kicked me out at the age of 9, I am stronger than everyone in this damn school combined together, I have been put into military training just so I would be away from my relatives, almost all of my family hates me, I've hacked every government known to mankind, I have been all the way around the world in three night just to escape any form of police, I am practically the devil's child." Peter scoffs. "Sure…" he says all sarcastically. "Still don't believe me? You three will fight me all at once right now." I say as I put my knives away after pulling the other one away from Peter. He nods and they instantly start circling me. Molly will be an easy opponent, so she will most likely stand off to the side the whole time. Peter and Drew are going to gang up on me.
They charge and I throw a punch at Molly leaving her unconscious on the ground, but Drew grabs my arms and holds them back while Peter attacks my face. Just as Peter goes to throw another punch I swing my legs up and flip over Drew, whom Peter ends up punching. Drew goes down and Peter lunges at me. I grab his arm and flip him, sit on him, and punch him in the face until I hear the sickening crack of his nose breaking. I dislocate his shoulder, and kick him hard enough in the balls, that I know they will be black and blue. "Mess with me again, and I'll do worse." I spit as I turn away to walk to my locker.
Just as I approach my locker I see one of my best friends from Juvie. "Yo Bitch!" I yell as do our secret hand signal. "The Shit Head has returned! I repeat The Shit Head has returned!" Lynn yells as I walk towards her. "Good to see you man! How ya been? Got any bitches yet?" I say whispering the last sentence. She shakes her head. "Dude, you need to meet the rest of the dumb asses! I'm gonna assume you know Fart Brain 1 and Fart Brain 2 since they came back severely hurt once they were bailed." She says as I follow her down the hall.
We approach a group of three girls and two boys and the Fart Brains. "Fart Brains, New People." I say nodding my head as we get there. "SIXY" Uriah and Zeke run towards me, managing not to trip this time, hugging me while I stand perfectly still. "Uriah, Zeke, I swear if y'all fucking call me Sixy again, I will stab you both." "Yes Sir." They say in a serious tone while letting go of me. "Ah, New People, fresh meat, May I?" I say the last bit towards Lynn, and she nods. "May you what?" The boy with extremely familiar dark blue eyes says. "What's wrong cupcake, can't take a challenge?" He glares at me for a second, then I continue. "I'll start with you." I quickly take a glance at him and all the others. "Number for a name, going to guess Four, about 6'4, takes all advanced classes, star of the football, soccer, baseball, and basketball teams, number 4, all the teachers love you, you're quiet, and" I lean close to his ear because I don't think the others know. "You're abused by your dad. Before you ask, it takes one to know one." I pull back and he stares at me in shock. I turn to the others and tell them what I think, and by some chance I'm still right, every time. "How?" Uriah says. "Takes a few months to learn if you're gonna live on the streets." He nods and looks away for a second. "Tell us about you." Christina says. I nod. "I'm Six Prior, I'm gonna assume y'all heard what went down a few minutes ago, I was first arrested at the age of nine, my parents abandoned me after I spent six days in juvie, after that I was on the streets until just recently, I have an older brother who I haven't seen since I was eight, I was beat by a gaud with a metal chain when I was 12 while I was serving six months in juvie, I play a few sports, I love tattoos as y'all can see, and that's pretty much it." I heard Tori chuckle behind me. "Oh, that's only beginning, just wait a couple of weeks, or until y'all have art and music. Oh and Six, tell them about the good stuff not all the bad shit." I shot her a glare and she walked away.
I look down at my schedule as I walk to class. Let's see who I get to Torture.
1st PE-Coach
2nd PE-Coach
3rd Creative Writing-Mills
4th Creative Writing-Mills
Lunch
5th Advanced Art-Tori Wu
6th Art and Music-Tori Wu
Hmm, almost all double periods. I mean I did take all of the required classes already.
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"Well I'll be damned!" I hear as I walk into the gym. I look up to see Amar. Amar taught me self-defense while I was on the streets. "Good to have you back Prior." I smile and go to the changing room.
Hello my Tinys. Guess what, my dog died yesterday :'( Sad I know, but I'll live, barley. I'm seriously dying on the inside while the outside is as perky as can be just trying to hide it from everyone. SHIT! I JUST REALIZED I'M SUPPOSED TO BE DOING MY HOMEWORK RIGHT NOW! WHY TF AM I TYPING IN ALL CAPS?! OH WHO GIVES A CRAP, THAT'S ALL I GOT TODAY
WITH REALIZATION
FOURTRIS WILL LAST