Remembrance

Chapter 2: Growing Up

Whoosh!  This was a sound that happens around the orphanage, but this afternoon was different.  Normally it was the sound of cars, but this time it was a chase.  A girl was on a hover board, and was wearing a white under shirt, a red, plaid shirt, but used as a sweater, blue skinny jeans, and black biker boots.  She had groceries in her hands, and a blue helmet on her head covering her face.  Three guys on jet packs were chasing her, "Hey!  Give us the bags, you owe us from what we did to help you!"  the leader yelled.  He had a black leather jacket with a red shirt underneath.  He also had black jeans and an old pair of shoes with spikes.  He also wore a red helmet with black spikes.  "Ya, but staging the act so you could get a reward isn't helping me out!" yelled the girl.  She was nearing the orphanage, but then decided to have some fun.  She went three houses past the orphanage, circled behind it, and waited.  Once she saw the three guys in sight, she put the booster on her board, and blasted in the very middle of the three of them.  They were caught off guard and spun in mid-air.  She was laughing so hard she almost fell off of her board.   She went to the orphanage as quickly as she could.  She teleported inside, went to the kitchen, threw the bag on a tray, and yelled, "I'm home. Mistress!  I bought groceries everybody!"  She took off her helmet and threw it in a tube as well as her hover board.  Suddenly, a stampeed came from around the corner to the kitchen.  "What did you buy?" asked Alex.  He was usually the first one there because he was the fastest.  Everyone in the house was fiftenn years old.  Everyone now looked the same, but more mature and taller.  The only different one, since all of them met, was Tristan.  "Ya, I bought everything you guys wanted and more of the things we need.  I'm just gonna go to my room and relax a bit."  No one seemed to be paying attention so she went to her room.  She changed into her pajamas.  They were white, high shorts, and a grey sweat shirt with a hoodie that reached past her mid-thigh.  it was a little too big for her so it slunk over one shoulder and showed her bra strap.  She went to her bathroom, because all of the rooms had a bathroom connected to it, and started brushing out her hair.  This was Tristan, if you people didn't know.  Her hair was about bra length.  SHe had bangs that covered her right eye fully.  Her skin became darker so it was now caramel color.  Her lips were naturally red, with big green eyes.  She never wore make up or any girly clothes.  Her room was different though.  Everyone in the orphanage had their own rooms.  Her room was white with aqua tiger stripes coming  up and down onto her walls.  She had a full bed with midnight blue sheets, a black, fuzzy blanket ontop.  Two turquoise pillows, one teal pillow, and one pillow that had a picture of the galaxy on it.  Her walls were decorated with pictures of everyone in the orphanage and the good time they had together growing up.  She had a white desk at the corner of her room.  It had a laptop, a tablet, and and Iphone on it.  The seat was one of those spinning chairs, but looked more like a cup or a bowl.  And in the other corner of her room, she had a floating seat which looked more like an egg with pillows in it.  Her closer was right across her bed, and it was a walk in closet, but about half of it was empty.  Everybody's room was about this big, but the gear and stuff in there, they had to pay for it themselves.  All the rooms were sound proof, so she blasted up her music with the built-in speakers, pressed a button on the wall, and brought out a floating flat screen TV.  The floor was covered in the softest  fur ever, and it was aqua.  The music video went on the TV with the music on the speakers.  It sounds crazy, but  that was her nightly routine.  Tristan went on her laptop and just brought it onto a big screen.  She started painting on it using paint too SAI.  She was a skilled artist, so she started her anime drawing.  After about fifteen minutes, there was a knock on her door, and with one snap, everything stopped.  "You can come in."  She was still painting when Brendan came int. "You know your not supposed to stay up late when school starts tomorrow, right?"  But once he looked up and saw Tristan with only her sweat shirt, he quickly covered his eyes and said, "Put some pants on!"  She didn't look at Brendan, and lifted her sweat shirt to show him the shorts, "I got clothes on, stupid."  He lowered his hands and sighed.  "Anyway, ya I know it isn't nine yet.  When nine comes, I'll shut down everything, ok?"  she said.  He was already in his pajamas: boxers with a white T-shirt.  "Ok, anyway, off topic for awhile, why were you running from those guys?"  That's when Tristan looked at him and said, "Reasons."  With one wave of her hand, the picture went away, and she closed her laptop.  She snapped her finger, and the music came back on.  She lowered it a little, and put the TV away.  "Tris, come on tell me now."  He grabbed her legs, and threw her over his shoulders.  Then, whil Tristan was struggling, Brendan plopped her on her bed.  "Fine!  I'll tell!"  He sat down next to her and gave her a look as if to say, "Go on..."  "Well,  I went shopping for food, those guys staged a show with one of them driving a car, and the other pretended to save me.  Just as the car was going to 'hit me,' he 'pushed me out of the way.'  After that, he expected a reward, like my hover board of a full bag of groceries.  I said no, and he cussed at me.  Of course I had to cuss back at him.  If it was a battle, i would've won.  Anyway I also flipped him off, and of course that pissed him off.   I went inside and bought the groceries.  When I came back out.  I saw that they were even more pissed off than before, and so the chase began, and now I'm here."  She laughed.  When Brendan was shaking his head, Tristan quickly put up her hands, and said quickly, "They don't know where I live though.  I was just too fast and smart for them."  Brendan stood up, and went towards the door, "Whatever, Tris, as long as your ok, but next time ask someone for help."  He closed the door just as he said that.  "I know, B, I just don't like asking for help."  Once she put on her headphones, blasting music of course, she put her head down, and immidiately fell asleep.