"Red!" Your father was screaming from the living room. You could hear the boob-tube blaring over his hollering, but you were in the bathroom playing with your limp bangs. "What!" You yelled back, walking through the garbage-littered floor towards him. You walked into the living area to see him sitting there as always, beer on his lap; acting trippy.
"Listen here girl. Don't you yell like that in my house when I'm callin' you." He rose himself up a bit, a look of fury on his face. "Close the shades, dad." You went to grab your jacket that was hanging over the couch arm. You reached down and felt your hair tugged. "Don't take that tone with me, Red. You'll get another whoopin' your way." He growled. You used your free arm to hit him in the face, and ran away yanking your jacket with you.
You could hear him yelling after you, but you were already halfway out the door. You took a quick look back at one of the tables in the hall, noticing a bottle of booze unopened on it. You took it and shoved it in your bag around your shoulder, slamming the front door behind you.
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Red - A Warriors Fan Fic
FanfikceIt's July the 4th, 1979. The Warriors are meeting up in the Bronx to listen to Cyrus' word. On the other side of the city is a girl named Red, with an itch for trouble. Soon she meets the boys, and quickly gains favour with the mischievous, outsp...
