In which, 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 has never had an ounce of comfort in her life. Not many people that live on the south side, where she lives, do, so it's an unsurprising fact. Her dad died when she was young, leaving her with her insufferabl...
"What a load of bullshit!" Twelve year old Seraphina exclaims out in anger as she glares up at her parents, who are both unbothered by the girls behavior, continuing to unpack like the girls not saying anything at all.
Seraphina was asleep for about three hours, and in those three hours; she was put in a car with all of her things, driven to a random place that looks like shit, and was told that they were moving there.
It didn't look much different from where they lived previously, but still. Sera was shocked. She had a life, a few friends, and a 9 year old boyfriend back in Colorado, she didn't want to move to some random place where she knew nobody.
"Sera, go outside. Play in the dirt, or some shit." The girls mother mumbles as she applies lipstick to her lips. Seraphina rolls her eyes in exasperation, groaning as she walks out of the door.
She takes a seat on the porch steps, glancing around at her surroundings. It looked like the trash trucks never been there before. She grunts, looking directly across the street where she sees a boy that seems to be around her age taking out the garbage.
She frowns, standing up and starting to walk over to the boy. She's never been a shy person, and she doesn't plan on starting to be a shy person anytime soon. "Hey. You." She says, causing the boy to stop in his tracks.
"Um.. hi?" He replies awkwardly, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as he looks at the unfamiliar girl.
"I'm Seraphina, but you can call me Sera." She puts her hand out to him. He looks down at her hand before responding.
"I'm Lip." He says, moving his hand to shake hers. She quickly pulls her hand away at the sight of his dirty hands.
"Sorry, if you're going to shake my hand, you're going to have to wash yours first." She grimaces in disgust, looking up at the smiling boy.
He laughs. She laughs with him. What the heck is happening right now Is the only thing running through Sera's mind as she stares at the boy.
"You know.. you're sort of pretty." Seraphina says, tilting her head in awe. She looks at his messy hair, and his soft looking lips.
"Um— i uh— thank you. i think. You're pretty too." The boy stutters, pursing his lips with a flustered expression on his face.
"I'm going to call you pretty boy now, cause you're a pretty boy." Sera smiles enthusiastically, bouncing in excitement.
"Seraphina! Come fucking help!" She hears her mother yell from across the street. Her smile drops, and she clears her throat, before saying bye to her (hopefully) new friend.
She slowly walks off, not knowing that Lip Gallagher was staring at the girls retreating form with a confused expression plastered on his face. He'd never met anyone like her before. She was so.. happy.
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MOIRA SPEAKS !! seraphina's a sunshine girl around lip but not around other people sooo.. if you notice a switch up, that's why.
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