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Chapter 13-Grave Brawls & Hair Falls

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Ever since I moved from Florida, everyone seems to simply hate me.

I admit, I deserve it. Smoking a cigarette in the girls bathroom and not stomping it out afterwords was straight stupid. You can just guess how a lit cigarette would light up in a trash can, and later burn the school.

The lump in my throat grew as I thought about burning my sister Grace in the process... But it didn't matter now. Alec and Stacey are my family now.

I walked out of my bedroom, and locked the door. I carefully slipped on my shoes, and went down the hall. I paused at Grace's room. With a deep breath, I pushed the door open.

Grace was sitting upright in her bed, staring at the T.V. Her eyes darted to mine briefly, then returned to the television. Her once smooth caramel skin now sat in flaps of twisted and translucent skin. I gulped uneasily.

"Hey Gracie, can I get you anything?" I asked her carefully.

She screwed her eyes shut, and raised a calloused arm toward the door. She wanted me out.

I brushed tears from my eyes, and hurried down the hall. I ran out to the front porch, and tried to steady myself. After composing myself, I sat on the porch.

I whipped my head back and forth, as I practically melted from the sun. Alec said he would pick me up, since my car still wasn't clean. In fact, Mom was there cursing, while chipping the dried paint pieces. Mom should've been at work, we really need the money, instead she's wasting her time chipping of paint.

Alec's car pulled up in front of me, and I snap out of my thoughts.

"Hurry, come in, were almost late." He said.

His eyes skimmed over my backside, where the red paint still was there. I didn't have enough to buy something else, whereas Olivia Walker goes shopping for jeans everyday. I think in one of those jeans, she had a metal pole that came up her behind.

I jumped into his car. Stacey was there.

"Hayy, like the new makeup?" She said wiggling her eyebrows.

Her face was all caked. Foundation was easily seen, because the color contrasted with her neck. Strange colors of eye shadow plagued her eye, and berry blue lipstick was swiped across her teeth.

"Ah, wonderful!" I said.

Alec smiled at me slyly.

We reached there easily, it wasn't too faraway.

People were there, the music too loud, the sweet aroma of candy and ice cream filling the air. I spotted my favorite person in the world, Granny Joe. She wasn't my grandmother, and we weren't related, but there was something about her that made us click.

I ran out of the car before it even stopped, to greet her.

"Oh Flo, you've grown so much!" She squealed.

"Your hair has grown so much too Granny." I said.

It wasn't completely true, her hair was in tight curls.

"How's it been with Alec?" She asked, checking over my shoulder.

I talked to her about Alec 2 years ago, and she still haven't forgotten. Gran never forgets.