Part One

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I threw everything into my backpack that I'm going to need. My cheer uniform, a blanket, some water bottles, and a few other things. I check my phone for the time. 6:03, shit. I gotta go. I walk over to the window and slide it open, removing the screen and slipping out on to the slanted roof. I place the screen carefully back into place and start crawling over to the huge ass tree right that's way too close to the house. I grab the bulky branches and carefully climb. How the hell have i not fell out of this damn thing. My petite body would break if I were to fall.

Once i'm finally on the ground bolt through the neighbors yard until I finally reach the street. I slow to a steady walk. With all those damn security camera he put in the house, if he were to see I went outside for anything but school, I would have a couple more scars.

I walk through my neighborhood, looking at all the huge houses and a few mansions. I hated we're I lived. I hated being called a bitchy "rich kid" .

I pull out my phone once and text Genji that i was at his gate.  Moments later the gate opens and the green hair boy comes bolting out his door to greet me. 

"Hanzo is going to be ready in about 10 minutes" he says rolling his eyes.

"Good." I reply. "I still have to get dressed."

He flings his head back and starts to trudge. I smile a little.

-small time skip-
Mrs. Shimada is staring at me like she wants to burn a hole into my soul. I'm not doing anything wrong she's just always like that. Maybe she thinks Im a slut because of my dinky cheer uniform.  She sips her wine then turns to look at Hanzo as he walks down the large marble stairs.  Genji kisses her on the check before grabbing his keys.

"Sayōnara, Haha." Hanzo says
(goodbye mother)
She nods "Hai, on'nanoko wa watashi kara hanrete iru koto." 
(yes get that girl away from me)
Hanzo sighs. "Haha, onegaishimasu."
(mother please)

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