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tw: mention of abuse.
"Are we completely sure this is gonna work?" Fleur asked, sitting in the backseat and tapping her foot, "I feel like a prostitute."
"Oh my god." Moon said in disbelief at her words, "You are not a prostitute."
"It's definitely gonna work, trust me." Demetri agreed, turning around and looking at her with a eyebrow raise, "You sure you're okay with doing this? Because we can wait a few days."
"No, the sooner I do this, the sooner I can start school." Fleur said hesitantly, "Did you print the fake transcript?"
"Sure did." Demetri nodding, pulling the piece of paper from his pocket, "What it looks like is that you, Fleur Khori, have been a students attending online school all your life and have finally decided to join a public school junior year."
"You really think they'll believe it?" Fleur asked with a raise of her eyebrows.
"Please, the office doesn't care as long as they can protect all the kids thats parents donate to the school." Moon nodded her head, looking back at her again, "Plus, my parents do a lot for the school. They're completely on board with saying you're my cousin and staying with us. It's the perfect lie."
"Almost too perfect." Fleur nodded, taking a deep breath as she unbuckled her seat belt, "I'm heading in."
"Watch his hair, sharper then it looks." Moon warned.
"And please don't fall in love with him, we have enough issues as is." Demetri begged. Fleur cracked him a grin as she got out of the car, shutting the door and heading up the small side walk. She gave a hesitant wave over her shoulder before pulling the doors open. The tattoo shop was almost peaceful to be in, a faint music playing and dimmed lights with the multiple designs on the wall.
Fleurs eyes set on Eli, his back turned and looking up at the tribal tattoos hanging up. Fleur sighed, straightening her posture and walking closer, "Any recommendations?"
"For what?" he asked, glancing over before realizing it had been her. His eyes rolled, "What do you want?"
"A tattoo, and a fake ID." Fleur said back, trying to keep her cool and not seem nervous or as if she was hiding something, "What do you want?"
"For you to leave." he stated, turning to her and crossing his arms, "Miyagi Do isn't welcome here. Rico already knows that."
"It's a good thing I don't go to that pussy dojo anymore." Fleur said back confidentiality, holding her head up higher, "Quit a few weeks ago."
"Seriously?" he asked her, a raise of one of his eyebrows, "Is that why you weren't at the school fight?"
"Maybe. Why? Were you looking for me?" Fleur asked, a smirk across her face as her arms crossing. Eli cracked a grin back, glancing at the wall again, "Are you getting one?"
