Luna Of Mine (on hold)

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The picture above is of MacKenzy, MaKayla's twin sister.

"Girl get up here this minute!" Patrick yelled snapping me back into reality.

"Yes sir," I said running up the stairs. When I got up the stairs he grabbed me and threw me to the ground. He then kicked me repetitively.

"Tomorrow school starts. Do you know the rules?" He asked looking down to me.

"Yes. No talking to anyone, say nothing about home, and if anything else lie about it," I replied.

"Good," he said. He then picked me up and punched me all over. "By the way get some new makeup." He said handing me two twenties.

"Yes sir," I said.

"Also get some new school supplies," he yelled. I walked out and started heading to the store or at least I hope the direction of the store. When I couldn't find it I pulled out my phone and asked Siri where the nearest store was. I followed the directions and ran off to find the makeup. When I found it I grabbed four things foundation, lip gloss, mascara, and eye shadow and went toward the school stuff. As I was walking I heard talking coming from the aisle I was headed to. I thought since it was so late no one would be here.

"Hey honey!" The girl told me. I turned and she saw my face. "Oh my god are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah I'm fine," I said. She nodded and walked away. I grabbed 4 notebooks, 4 binders, 2 drawing pads, 12 mechanical pencils, 12 pens, 3 erasers, and 10 regular pencils. I went to check out an it was exactly $37.45. By the time I got to the place I'm living at, I never call a foster home home unless I have to, it was around midnight. I shoved all of my supplies in my bag, put clothes out for tomorrow, set my alarm clock, and went to bed.

The next mourning I took a shower and quickly threw on my outfit. Once a month social services sends me clothes, food, makeup, and money, plus accessories. I threw on a nice green dress with boots. I made sure it hid all my bruises and then put on my jean jacket. I applied my makeup so the bruises weren't showing but not enough to have a caked makeup face. I made Patrick breakfast and grabbed an apple. I grabbed my bag and helmet, for my motorcycle, and headed off to school. By the time school started I was done with my apple so I threw it away and headed toward the office. I finally found it after quite a while of walking.

"Hello you must be..." She looked down at some papers in her hand, "MaKayla Kineticet." I smiled and nodded and she handed me some papers. "Here are your classes, your locker number, and combo! Have a great first day!" I smiled and thought yeah so much fun considering I'm starting half way through 2nd quarter. I walked out and finally found my locker. Number 2018. I slowly put in my combo. 3-17-24. I put all my stuff in except for my... I looked at the sheet, English stuff. I slowly walked down the hallway know home room was over and so was half of English. I knocked on room 312's door then walked in.

"Hello you must be MaKayla Kineticet. Is that right?" I nodded and found an empty chair. "MaKayla before you sit can you tell us a bit about you?"

"Sure, well I've moved around a lot, I've lived in 32 of the 50 states. Um I like drawing and singing," I smiled and sat back down.

"I have a question?" a boy asked.

"Yes?" I said.

"Are you single?" I blushed and nodded. All the boys smiled and I looked down.

"Enough kids! Let's get back to English," the teacher said. What's her name... Oh yeah Mrs. Blond. Well class is over, next class... Oh yay art!

That's it for this part hope you enjoyed it and I know it's boring but it will get more interesting, I promise.