I wake up to Zeke jumping on me with a groan the next morning. I sleepily rub at my eyes and glare at him. Realizing I have a short sleeve shirt on I quickly pull my blankets up.
“what the hell are you doing?” I ask looking around. I’m confused for a moment before I realize what happened yesterday. We were adopted. Not only adopted but adopted by the Tony Stark. No more crazy foster parents. No more stupid barbie bitches. I grin to myself not hearing Zeke talking until he’s flicking my nose. I swat his hand away and look at him, “what?”
“get up we’re going to the mall.” he drags out the last word.
I laugh a little, “fine, get up so I can get ready.” He beams and gets up. We’ve always been really close. Which I guess that should be obvious since every time we would go to a foster home we would run away. Can you blame us though? We’re the only family the other has.
He goes out, my door sliding shut behind him. I groan and roll out of bed going to my en-suite bathroom. I’m not a morning person at all. I quickly take a shower and get dressed in some skinny jeans, a pierce the veil t shirt, and my converse. I go put on some old eye liner I have and head out after brushing through my hair. On the way out I quickly grab a bunch of bracelets and put them on.
I walk out to the elevators where Zeke and this girl with short black hair are waiting. I furrow my brows vaguely recognizing her and walking over. I shoot my brother a questioning look silently asking who this chick is.
“This is Lacy Banner.” Zeke explains, “she’s taking us to the mall”
I nod, “alright.”. The girl that’s even shorter than me beams up at me. i mentally sigh, me and the happy all the time people don’t get along too well except for a couple.
“hey, you’re skye right?” She asks needlessly. I nod not really wanting to talk. Again I don’t speak if I don’t have to unless it’s with someone like my brother. Does that make sense? To me it does….
Without another word she leads us out to her car and drives us to the mall.
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Getting there Zeke instantly runs off leaving me with the most hyper girl I’ve met in a while.
“so where to now?” she asks excitedly. I almost smile at her excitement..almost.
i motion towards one of my favorite stores and she nods leading the way. I have to say I kinda like her not trying to force me to talk. It’s a nice change. When we walk in I go into my own little world and go pick out anything and everything I want. Which includes a ton of shirts pants and other things.
The next thing we do is go to the mac store so I can get a phone. There Lacy talks me into getting a laptop also which I’m a little hesitant at getting. But then I remember, Tony said to get anything within reason. i think this counts. Considering my last laptop was destroyed by these foster creeps that thought laptops were evil or something.
I was exhausted by the time she decided I had enough things. I had I don’t even know how many shirts, a ton of skinny jeans, a few pairs of converse and vans, and she made me buy a damn dress. I don’t wear dresses, which I tried to tell her but she wouldn’t listen. In a way it’s kinda weird because me and other girls have never gotten along. I guess she’s different though. She doesn’t seem to think I’m a freak just because I don’t talk very often…
