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I heard my feet pitter patter down the stairs. Dylan slowly glided down the stairs. Her Ice blue eyes searching every inch of my house. My hair was flying freely behind me. I was jumping with joy. I am a total FREAK for Freaky things. Even the Soccer Players,Football Players and Cheerleaders agree. My nickname they gave me is Monster Girl. Or Titch.

"Ry! Let's go I don't wanna be late!" I screamed using my whiny little sister voice.

"We have a hour!" He screamed right back at me. I sighed.

"Fuple Ry! I wanna get there early!" I whined.

Dylan stared at me blankly. "What the fuck is fuple?" She asked.

I giggled recalling the memory.

I was sitting in my sixth grade tech room. Mr. Symonds was my teacher. Tech was a class that you had the same teacher for every year until you leave the district.
I was using the drill. My dragster car dropped and I picked it up and got a cut across the back of my hand.

I screamed in bloody murder. "Fu-" I started , but Mr. Symonds came over and stared at me.

"Ple" I finished. The whole class bursted out laughing.

" A word I made up in sixth grade." I answered honestly.

She nodded still confused but shut up about it. Ry came down the hallway. "Rae, do we have-" He cut off to stare at Dylan.

A blush started to creep up on Dylan's cheeks, but I ruined their special moment. "Yes Ryan we have to go early, don't beetch about it!"

He sighed. We had to take Dylan's car. We didn't have a car YET. I wanted a car SO badly. But my Parent's wouldn't drop the money in my account until I passed the test. Money wasn't a problem for our family,like most kids in our school. But I was the only one who didn't take advantage of it. I actually wish I went to a public school instead.

I waited approximately two seconds before I ran outside because they were to slow at getting their coats on. I got into Dylan's car and sat in the back. Dylan came out and saw me in the car. "Rae how did you get in my car? I locked it and the keys are.." She started to dig through her purse.

I started to play with her keys she looked up. "How the hell did you do that?" She asked impressed, not very angry.

"I'm sneaky." I stated. It was the truth. Even when I was a little kid I was as graceful as a swan on my feet, yet I was only graceful on my feet. Once when I was two I got bored so in the middle of the night I had my crib right by the window. I popped the out the screen and crawled out.

Ryan just nodded. He was quiet tonight. My hazel eyes were on the sky blue side. They changed color depending whatever I wear. Dyaln started the car and I sat there knee's up to my chest fiddling with my necklace. We pulled in to a parking space. Dylan just stared at the place where we were.

"Are you sure this is it?" She asked confused. I giggled hysterically and started to jump up and down. My hair was kissed by snow flakes starting to fall. My catlike eyes scanned to make sure there were no cops. We weren't very friendly. Let's just leave it at that.

I was freezing my ass off, I didn't care though. "Yes! This is it!" I giggled and ran up to the door. It was such a drive so we got there around ten minutes early.

I saw some goths, punks and a couple of weirdo's buying tickets. I giggled. I was so hyper. Ryan and Dylan waited in the car. They said its okay for me to freeze my ass off.

A tall guy came up to me. "Little girl, you shouldn't be here!" He slurred. He was obviously under alcohol influence.

I stood up straight. "I have every right to be here." I stated.

He smiled. "Little girl, I think you should go home to your mommy..." He tried to pick me up

"Oh, hell no!" I screamed and bit the alcoholic's hand he placed over my hand.

He dropped me. I fell on my ass but got right back up. "Little girl you shouldn't have done that! I was just going to take you to my house where we could call your mom..." He tried to get me to go into his car again.

I pushed him off me. He screamed in pain. But I couldn't see anything wrong with him.

"You have a lighter! She set me on fire!" He screamed to his buddies.

I frowned. I didn't have a lighter ever. I only had the one at my house that you use to light birthday cakes. I ran up to the ticket booth dropped the sixty dollars on the little rock and waited. I was in the light again so Ryan and Dylan could see me. The guy had left and- Holy shitaki mushrooms!

A tiny green hand popped out took the money and seconds later three tickes popped out. Dylan and Ryan got out of the car.

"Thank's guys, you know I was almost kidnapped. A alcoholic thought I was five and tried to stick me in his car. When I pushed him off he said I burned him." I was shaking in fright. This wasn't the only time I had been mistaken for a younger age.

Dylan frowned. "We couldn't see you! Are you okay!" She went total mom on me. She would make a great overprotective mom one day.

I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm fine. But the guy isn't. He thought I burned him! Could you believe that?"

Ryan froze. "He thought you burned him?" He asked after we walked in. We all went the secret way. The way were we turn left and go in through the Emergency exit door in the back of the theater .

I scanned the crowd. Yes! Score three front row seats. "Huh? Oh yeah he screamed like fire had shot out of my hands!" I started to giggle at the monstrosity of the thought. Then again the guy was definately drunk.

I ran and sat in the front row seat. I was sitting next to a guy in a TON of clothes. Dylan and Ryan came running over.

I snickered. "You cold or something?" I asked the guy sitting next to me. He had silverish hair and a nice built. He looked around my age. Not physically though. I was way smaller.

He chuckled. "Yeah, aren't you a little young to be here?"

I rolled my eyes. "No. I just look like a thirteen year old, even though I am almost sixteen." I retorted.

I saw pain flash his eyes. My catlike eyes looked for more information. But as quick as the pain came it changed to sadness to anger to regular eyes again in a snitch.

"I'm Rae." I introduced myself. Wanting to change the subject.

"Steve." He replied. I shook his hand eyes still watching for emotion but they were blank. For some reason this bothered me. So I decided to try to get more information out of him.

"So have you seen the show before?" I pressed. My side bangs kept on falling into my face. I kept on blowing them out of my face.

The question brought the anger to his eyes again. "Yes, once with my friend"-He spat friend like it was the worst thing in the world-"Darren. When I was thirteen."

Ryan and Dylan were to busy playing footsie to notice I was talking to a complete stranger.

I looked up to him blue eyes locking onto his. "You don't seem to think it as a fun time..." I said softly.

His eyes filled with surprise for seconds. Then left quickly. Why was he so locked up? I didn't get to ask Steve, the show was starting. I smiled a hundred watt smile. Steve looked at me and smiled too. Ryan and Dylan were talking. I kicked Ryan in the shin.

"RY! SHUT UP!" I hissed. He put his hands up in a surrender. I smiled in satisfaction and leaned back into my seat.

"Welcome Ladies and Gentleman! This show is not for the weak hearted so if you are unsure, please go now." The Ring master I assume warned the crowd calmly. But it started fast after the warning.

"I am Hibernus Tall! The first act will be Sive and Seersa the twisting twins!" He boomed. I sat foward. They were pretty in their own way. I saw some people look at them in disgust. I frowned at them. I thought it was amazing that they found a job for their talent.

I saw everything mouth agape in surprise my favorites were Evra the Snake boy, Larten Crepsley and his Amazing Spider Madam Octa, Alexander Ribs and Hans Hands. I saw a flash of blonde hair behind the curtain every once and ahwhile. It was a very strange blonde for this area, she was obviously from a warmer place where the sun left streaks in her hair.

Steve was watching the blonde hair cautiously. Like it would jump out and kill him. I tossed my hair, it was falling into my heart shaped face.

Steve looked at me. "I love it when girls do that." He whispered. I looked at him confused.

"Do what?" I asked.

He reached foward and undid the hair behind my ear I put it back in place right away.

"That." He stated.

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks. Guys in my school never paid attention to me, no matter what so I didn't have any practice on what to do when a guy compliments you. So I just sat there smiling like an idiot.

"Do you need a ride home?" I offered. Not even noting that it wasn't my car.

"Nah, actually I wanted to walk you home ..." Steve started.

I nodded eagerly held up my finger in a one minute sign to Steve then turned on my heel. "Ry, I'm being walked home." I said and turned back to Steve. Protective brother mode came on.

"Rae! No you won't!" He said grabbing my arm. I shrugged it off easily.

"Ry! I'm not your daughter! We're the same age fuple off!" I spat and linked arms with Steve.

"Run!" I hissed Steve and I ran out of the theater. I was laughing hysterically at how surprised Steve's face was when he saw me run.

My hair was flying freely behind me. The scene changed before me. And then it stopped. I felt a twisting pain in my leg and let out a scream of pain.

Ohhhh Cliffy! What happened? I don't even know! That's how secretive I am! Hehe Review you don't have to be a member to Review! Pleaseeeeee!