The dark haired female took the long way home giving her time to truly comprehend all that had been discussed at Melchior's flat. He was so clever, much more interesting then the fools who taught at her jail they called a school. The female did not regret for one moment that she had skipped school. She did not regret missing a chance to see Merdardus' face for even just a moment. After all, a day that would have been filled with secretive glances towards Merdardus was filled in by an enlightening afternoon full of eye contact with Melchior.

The girl sighed and slung her satchel over her shoulder as she was about halfway through the town. The girl looked to the floor and smiled a little as she thought more about Melchior. Not only was he handsome and witty, but there also was an air of mysteriousness about him. For he refused to get into detail about his past, all Marlisa was truly able to find out was that he had been sent to a behavioral correction school and when he came back things had changed in ways that he did not like. They had changed in ways where had felt extremely guilty. Therefore he concluded that he had to leave his town. So he did, and that was his reason for arriving here. Unfortunately he did not know how much longer he wished to stay.

When Marlisa entered her hoe she was greeted by her older brother's scowl. She gave him a sweet smile and tried to walk past him. He grabbed her satchel and threw it on the floor, Marlisa was a little taken back. He was not normally this angry, she caught him glancing behind her at there father.

"Papa, you're home!" She said with a smile, she turned around and ran over to hug him. He quickly grabbed her wrist and pushed her back.

"We received a notification from your school that you did not attend your classes today. Now you see Marlisa I was rather confused, since you did not see to be at home sick in bed, and I do not believe you're brother gave you permission to give you a personal day. Now, do you care to tell me your side of this story?" The female bit her bottom lip lightly and glanced back at her brother.

"She was probably slutting it up with some drunkard at a bar. I wouldn't put it past her, especially since she seems to have the need to contradict authority." Her father stuck her cheek and tossed her to the side, she stumbled and grabbed her cheek and glared over at her brother.

"I damn well wasn't doing that and you know it!" She shouted.

"Well, I wouldn't put it past you. After all, with your personality and those special dreams you've been having. I don't doubt that you've fucked already. You slut, you spoiled yourself and this families name!" He yelled walking closer to her. She simply stood up straight and looked him straight in the eye.

"I, sir, am not spoiled. I have never let a man lay hand on any inappropriate area, for I have not felt that it is right. And yes, I did not attend those pointless, dull brainwashing sessions you all are intent on calling school. I did not attend, simply because I did not feel like allowing my brain to rot away any more then it already was."

"Marlisa Thea Yuselt! I will not have you talking like that about your educators, for I do not want to allow myself to believe that you are simply putting my and your mothers' money to waste by paying for you to tend that special school."

"Well, Father that is rather ignorant of you." She said curtly. The room was silent, before Marlisa could get another word out, her fathers hand struck her across the face again. She closed her eyes for a moment and fought back the urge to cry. Only weak fools cried in front of others. Weak minded fools, they were the people who wanted nothing other the pity from there selves and others foolish enough to give in to it. That was something she did not want. Pity was something she could hardly tolerate.

"Get her out! Get her out of my sight before I do something far worse!" The elder child was silent as he saw hw hard his father was attempting to fight back the urge to hurt her much, much worse. "GET HER OUT!" Marlisa felt a hand grip her shoulder and pulled her up the stairs towards her room.

"You, I do not understand you Marlisa…." The older male said angrily as he tossed her down on to the bed.

"That does not surprise me, it is rather hard for a simpleton to understand the way a geniuses mind works." He brother scowled and pulled her up off the bed by both her shoulders.

"I will hit you Marli, I will hit you many times harder then father did and without control. I was not given the same opportunities that you are being given! I did not have the luxury of the options that you are being given! When I was your age I was out working, if I were to pull the shit you've been pulling I would not be around. So I suggest you learn how to hold your tongue behind your teeth before you spew your foolishness at us again. And if I hear you have cut school again, to smoke pot or what ever the fuck you did! I will get the sack and throw you to the bottom of the river myself." He threw her back and left her room, slamming the door behind her.

Fortunately, the tears had passed, and the feeling was no longer around. Instead she was feeling a little embarrassed. He was right, but it was something she would never say out loud. It was not something her pride would allow herself to say out loud. The girl laid in her bed and took off the stockings to her uniform. She heard yelling down there. Her brother wanted her out of the house. The mother still felt she was to young and foolish to live on her own and the father did not voice his opinion. He was still silent, that was one thing she could imagine regretting. After all, Marlisa loved her father the most. Getting him that upset was not something she liked.

The female tossed her black socks on the floor and rolled onto her side as she slipped off her vest and began to unbutton her blouse. She slipped it off and tossed it next to her vest and socks. She looked down to her under-dress and silently slipped off the long plaid skirt. She flung it on the other side of the room and quickly covered herself with the blankets.

She lifted them up just enough to see her underwear. They were rather plain for someone like her, but that was not why she was looking. In fact, Marlisa wasn't ever sure why she was tempted to look at it. Obviously she had seen it before, but then again seeing was different then actually looking. The female observed everything about her body from under her clothes. It made her feel rather good. She smiled as she rolled over onto her side. Tomorrow was Saturday, that meant she was off, she would visit Melchior. That seemed like an interesting was to spend her afternoon. With that she rolled onto her side and drifted off to another dream.

The male hands had actually went up her skirt and know they were not wasting the opportunity to explore her body. She only saw her face and the hands. Those firm hands how she longed to know the body that possessed those hands. For she wished to feel as good as she did in this dream in real life. Even if those hands and the man who they belonged to could possibly spoil her. She did not care. After all she was planning on leaving town soon. It would be a shame if she further disappointed her family even more, as soon as she had came up with a better plan and a person to leave with she would be gone.

Merdardus was, of course the one she wished to leave town with. She wished to do so much with him, after all he was her best friend above anything else. Unfortunately she sometimes felt that those desires were somewhat one-sided, but it wasn't really something she was able to shut off. She was hopping to be able to convince him to leave with her. She would ask him about it tomorrow when they were going down to the river for a bit. He had finally agreed to smoke pot with her. This was a perfect opportunity to let him loosen up. Marlisa would not let this chance go to waste.