Description is on @LunarCinder4 New Imprint story....this is continued.
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(Quick note....I will be changing the second chapter up a little bit so it would seem slightly different from what it originally was.)
Surprisingly, Letty and Dom let me take my baby to school.
My beautiful motorcycle rumbles to life and smiled to myself as I put on my jacket and gloves. I sat on the bike as Dom and Letty told me to be careful, watch out for danger, and call if I need anything. I smiled and flashed out my phone.
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My family had taken a photo and they printed it as a phone case made only for me.
"Have it right here," I said as I slipped it into my back pocket. Dom and Letty nodded. I waved 'bye' to them and put on my helmet and rode in the direction of the school.
*Skip ride to school...so boring*
I parked my bike in front of an old 50's or 60's Chevy truck. I took off my helmet, placed it on the handlebar, and ruffled my hair to get the natural curl back into my shiny dark hair.
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I got off my bike and I noticed many people looking at me and my bike. I could see that people were eyeing my outfit. Don't know what is special about it.
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I hiss quietly and some of them look away. I grab my bag and walked towards the school only to be stopped by a blond girl who was standing with a group of people that were leaning on a silver Volvo.
She looked very pretty, but I wasn't jealous. I always thought of my mom as prettier than me, even though she had scars along her body. She had pale skin and bright golden eyes like her.....siblings I guess.
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She smiled at me slightly. I looked a bit startled, but I quickly schooled my features into a mask like my mother always does.
