For boclint because when you fangirl to hard and scare your dog, you are truly living.
A/N- When I started this story I said Scar was in a orphanage and I never stated her school situation. So let's say she's a Junior and Nicks a Senior in highschool. :)
Scarlets POV
Sadly my week of freedom had been cut short and I had to go back to prison. *cough* I mean school.I usually did online classes when I was at the orphanage but since I moved in with my new family I was going to start going to school with Nick.
Honestly I wasn't looking forward to it, I mean who would?
Sighing I got up and took a shower and did the normal routine. I put on some ripped skinny jeans, black boots, and a take top that had Fall Out Boy on it.
After putting my hair in a pony tail I made my way down stairs. Nick was eating cereal and Larry was drinking coffee.
"Morning Scar" I smiled at them both. "Morning guys"
"Looking forward to school?" I playfully glared at Nick as I poured myself a bowl of Fruit Loops.
"Very funny" He laughed at me and I went back to eating. After draining the whole bowl I put it in the sink.
"Nick will take you to school Scar. You can just come to the museum after unless something happens." I hugged Larry and made my way to the car with Nick.
After a silent short car ride I hesitantly made my way out of the car. Ignoring everyone's looks I made my way to the office.
A old looking woman handed me papers, glaring slightly at my outfit. She reminded me of Helen, note the glare.
I went to my locker and put in my combination only to be shoved harshly into my locker. It wouldn't have been that bad if my locker hadn't had a piece of metal sticking out on the side.
I cried out as the stupid metal sliced my cheek open. I turned to see a girl that resembled a real life Barbie doll only worse laughing at me along with her plastic friends.
I hesitantly lifted a hand to my cheek only to flinch from it. I noticed blood was running down my face but I didn't care.
I turned to the girl who had just shoved me and smiled causing them to stop laughing.
"Thanks for the makeover tip here I have one for you to!" With that I punched her in the face hearing the successful crunch as her nose broke.
After she ran off crying and cursing I went to the nurse. A hour of holding a rag to my face, the bleeding stopped but I would probably have a scar later.
I decided to ditch school and just go to the park. I was already smart, in fact back at the orphanage I was taking college level classes. I would just have to tell Larry and maybe I wouldn't have break any more barbies.
I went to my locker and grabbed my bag and put my headphones in. Turning up Country Song by Seether I made my way to a park.
Ignoring peoples stares I sat on a bench and took my sketch pad out. I ended up zoning out for so long I didn't even notice it was dark.
I paused my music and flipped through my completed drawings. Surprisingly I had drawn Teddy and Sacajawea on a horse looking lovingly at each other, Simba and the other lioness's, a Anubis, and a portrait of Ahk that looked so real my breath hitched.
I knew I could draw but I didn't know I was that good. Shoving it back in my bag I started walking toward the museum which was really only about 15 minutes away.
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Museum Life
FanfictionScarlet Smith had never acted the way a 16 year old girl should. I guess it didn't help she was the adopted daughter of Larry Dailey, the night guard at the Museum of Natural History in New York, where she finds out strange things happen after dark...