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Post by KT on Nov 10, 2008 9:39:33 GMT -5
''I hate you, all of you'' Kathy screamed as she picked up her bag from the floor. Her notes were laying all over the place but she didn't even bother picking them up All she could think of was getting home. She threw the bag on her back and started running. Away from the Gaga kids she was just sick and tired of.
The house just disgusted her today, it was just all too correct, white with pastels. She threw the door shut as loud as possible, causing both her mum and dead to jump up from their seats.
''Honey, what's wrong?'' Kathy heard her mum say but she decided to just ignore her and ran up the stairs.
She closed her door and threw her backpack on the floor. The sickening feeling slowly disappeared as she looked around her room. The darkness always comforted her. Slowly she moved to the mirror and looked up. Her left eye was turning blue already. Tears were swelling up in her eyes as she realized what had happened. She wasn't going back to that school ever again.
Suddenly the door swung open Kathy turned around and smuggled the scarf she was wearing up a little higher so her sister wouldn't be able to see what had happened.
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 10, 2008 19:33:46 GMT -5
Sally grumbled as she stomped down the street, towards her house. Another day at Virtual High School was complete and she could have screamed with joy, exept her run in with the Teen Queens ruined her happiness. They had thrown the usual insults her way, freak, loser, loner, bitch, whore, and she just tried to ignore them. But they had followed her half way home, taunting her and laughing shrilly. She had finally snapped and just turned and ran at them, causing them to scream and scatter.
Sally shoved the door to her house open and stomped inside. Her parents didn't even look her way, why would they. She was the dissapointment. She ran up the stairs, towards her sister's room. At least Kathy understood her. She swung the door open and walked in.
" Hey Kath, how was your day? Mine was-" she suddenly paused when she noticed the black eye her little sister was sporting. She ran up to her and placed her hand on the bruise. " Kathy, what happened?" she asked.
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Post by KT on Nov 11, 2008 5:49:18 GMT -5
''It's nothing'' Kathy said pushing Sally's hand away. She had decided that just not paying attention to the bruises probably made her sister forget about them. Sally was good at giving smart replies to the GaGa kids. It usually didn't come to a fight. Kathy herself was less sarcastic and witty then her big sister which usually ended in her getting beat up by the other kids. She'd gotten pretty accostomed to it which you could see as a bad thing, but Kathy didn't care anymore.
Kathy threw herself on the bed and looked up at her sister. ''So, how was your day.''
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 11, 2008 9:40:00 GMT -5
Sally snorted and sat down on the edge of the bed, picking at the loose strings on a blanket. If Kathy didn't want to talk about what happened to her then she wouldn't pry. She rolled her eyes at her younger sister when she asked how her day had been. "My day?" she asked narrowing her eyes slightly "Same as usual. The idiotic Teen Queens laughed at me,the teachers said I wasn't trying hard enough to learn the Ga Ga dances and songs... oh and mum and dad ignored me all day." she said, shrugging like it was the most usual thing in the world for parents not to care about their children.
She let out a sigh and tugged on a lock of her tangled, mousey brown hair. An idea suddenly hit her. She glanced at Kathy with a sly grin on her face.
" But I know how I can get dear old mummy's and daddy's attention." she smirked. " I was thinking about dying my hair. Not tacky bright blue, sunshine yellow or bubble gum pink like the Ga Ga girls," she paused and shuddered "something wild and outrageous... How do you like the colour purple purple?" she asked, her green eyes mischevious.
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Post by KT on Nov 12, 2008 13:59:33 GMT -5
kathy grinned at her sister not only was Sally the older one. She was also the one with the biggest mouth. Kathy loved her sister for that fact that she always knew what to say back when she had trouble with the GaGa kids.
All of a sudden Kathy saw a grin appearing on her sisters face. That mostly meant that she was gonna blurt out some weird plan to make their parents feel uncomfortable. Kathy loved the mischievous side of her sister but this was probably one of the weirdest things Sally had ever come up with.
''Your going to what?'' she yelled out but her sister was dead serious. ''That is soooo awesome, I think purple would be perfect!'' She turned her sister to wards the mirror and pulled out a purple scarf from under her bed. Securely she draped it over her sisters head. ''You look gorgeous'' she grinned her eyes getting the same glimpse of mischievousness as her sisters.
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 12, 2008 15:57:43 GMT -5
Sally grinned and nodded. " Purple is my colour." she said, smirking. She then stood up and walked over to the old computer in the corner of Kathy's room. She sat down in front of it and logged in. Sally never liked using the computer, cause it was always used by the Ga Ga Girls to download the new fashions, but it did come in handy once in a while to her. By quickly and easily typping a few codes, she illegally downloaded a bottle of purple hair dye. She held up the bottle then glanced at Kathy, smiling slyly. " Mum and Dad will freak!" she said, grinning at the thought.
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Post by KT on Nov 12, 2008 16:26:40 GMT -5
Kathy took over the bottle her sister was holding. ''You sure you want to do this?'' she read the label very closely. ''It's not like your ever gonna get this out of your hair'' she grinned. ''Need any help?'' Kathy pulled a towel out of the pile of clothes in the corner of her room. She hated cleaning, it was the biggest waste ever. Especially since she only had a couple of things she did actually wear.
With a nice little leap the towel ended exactly on Sally's head. ''That's one point for me!'' she yelled out as she walked over to the computer. She looked at the website Sally had just downloaded the hair dye from and started smiling. ''You think some pink extensions would look good on me?''
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 12, 2008 18:57:06 GMT -5
Sally smirked and whipped the towel off her head. She then reached up and ran her fingers through Kathy's short, messy blond hair, picturing it laced with some hot pink extensions.
" I think that would look great." she said in a slightly motherly tone . She paused and furrowed her brow." Very... rebellious!" she stated, grinning.
Sally just loved the sound of that single word. Rebel. It sounded so free, so wild.
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Post by KT on Nov 13, 2008 11:47:01 GMT -5
''Very rebellious'' Kathy grinned at those words. She dropped herself on the chair in front of the computer and within a matter of seconds she was holding the same bottle as her sister only Kt's was a hot pink. She jumped back up her feet and pulled another towel out of the pile.
Kathy opened the door that lead to the bathroom that was connected to her room and pushed Sally into the tiny room. ''So what are we waiting for'' she grinned as she put her head under the shower to wet her hair. ''Let's scare the crap out of those things that call themselves our parents.''
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 13, 2008 11:53:29 GMT -5
Sally grinned at Kathy's words. " Of course." she said, smirking "I'd rather wait until your done though...". She sat down on the toilet seat and pulled a bit of lint off of her black sweater.
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Post by KT on Dec 1, 2008 10:39:30 GMT -5
Kathy pulled her head from under the shower and moved over to the mirror. She opened the bottle of paint and applied it to her hair. ''You know....'' she glared at herself in the mirror her left eye was turning a dark blue now ''you know I think mum is going to kill me if she sees my hair.'' She looked at Sally. ''You're not scared of mum and dad are you?''
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 1, 2008 12:06:40 GMT -5
Sally let out an annoyed sigh. "No." she said, shaking her head. " Mum and dad are just the same as everyone else in this messed up world. Stupid, chirpy, Ga Ga idiots. Why should I be afraid of them when I'm not afraid of any other Ga Ga?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at Kathy.
Sally stood up off the toilet seat and walked over to the shower. She quickly doused her head underneath the warm water, then applied the dye. Once the bottle was empty, she quickly showered once again, rapped her hair up in a towel that was hanging on the door and sat back down on the toilet seat.
" You have no reason to be afraid of mum or dad Kathy." she stated simply.
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Post by KT on Dec 28, 2008 14:01:36 GMT -5
Kathy nodded causing the towel to fall on the floor and her newly died hair fell down. Leaving drops of paint on the floor. ''O, darn. That could only happen to me'' she sighed and put the towel back over her hair, wiping the floor with her white slippers who were now turning a little pinkish.
''Are you sure, about them not trying to kill me'' she smiled slightly. ''I don't know for sure'' her smile brightend and a little bit of misschievousness became visible in her eyes.
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 28, 2008 14:12:19 GMT -5
Sally grinned and laughed slightly when the towel fell off of Kathy's head, spattering pink dye on the floor.
''O, darn. That could only happen to me''
" Well, yeah. You can be a klutz sometimes." she agreed with a serious face, nodding but holding her towel with her hand to make sure the same didn't happen to her. She was struggling not to burst out into laughter.
''Are you sure, about them not trying to kill me?I don't know for sure.''
" Positive. And if they try anything, I'll sneak up behind them and knock them out." she said, grinning.
" How does that sound?"
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Post by KT on Dec 31, 2008 9:30:30 GMT -5
''Perfect'' Kathy grinned. She picked up the little tube of dye and read the instructions. "I guess I can rinse it now'' Kathy put her head under the shower and rinsed her hair thoroughly. Pulling it back from under the shower sending drips of water flying across the room.
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