Cold turned Soft

Steal a watch

The sky was nice and peaceful, white puffy clouds moving around in all directions. This was what he liked, to be alone sitting on top of his favourite hill and looking up into the bright afternoon sky. It seemed to relive him from all the stress he had to deal with everyday, it relaxed his tense muscles and cleared his aching head. 

A nice cool breeze ran through the teen's mint green hair as it also coursed the end of his camo jacket to flap in the wind. He didn't care, he was to out of it to care about anything when he was up on that hill. It was only when the ringing of his mobile phone rang that the teen lost his relaxed face with a real pissed off face. 

Looking at his phone it read Shifty. Pressing the answer button the teen put his phone to his ear before speaking in a cold harsh voice, "What!" On the other end of the line a snicker of laughter came before the person spoke. "Jesus who flipped your buttons?" the voice joked. "Shut up, so did you just call to annoy me or is there something else?" 

"Yeah actually, dad wants you to steal from pizza hut tonight oh and go back to the Wilson's house he wants this very fancy watch Mr Wilson was wearing today" said Shifty. "What that's not fair, how am I supposed to get the pizza and the watch I'm bound to get court" Flippy shouted. "Dad says that's not his problem, get the food and watch you can come home tonight and if you get court then good luck in the orphanage" Shifty chuckled before the line went dead. 

"There's no way in hell I'm going back to that orphanage" Flippy snarled. Putting his phone away in his jacket pocket the teen then got up and then ran off down the hill. 

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"Hey dad do you think the kids at my new school will like me?" said a long red haired little girl as she sat at the dinning table with her two parents and their butler pouring some sparkly wine into a red haired man's glass. "I'm sure they will sweetheart, just make sure to stay away from any bullies, and if anyone does give you any grief go and tell a teacher straight away" said the man as his daughter nodded in understood.

"I don't get it Frances why did you decided to stop our little Flaky from going to the best school in the whole of the country, it would have helped her to learn and study everything she needs to know to become a very good business women" said the girl's light red haired mother. "Because Fiona, it is important for our child to have friends as well as lean how to become a grown women" said Frances. "At that other school which I'll remind you is private Flaky didn't make any friends and was very miserable, also we never saw her that school being 6 hours away."      

"Alright honey whatever you say, anyway make sure you wear that cute little red dress mommy got you yesterday sweety" said Fiona with a big happy smile. "Honey is that a good idea I mean it's very expensive that dress and it could get ruined at Flaky's school" said the man to his wife. "Frances how could you say that, I only want the best for our daughter, and that also means what she's wear to school" said the women angrily. "Alright Fiona I'm sorry honey" Frances apologised.

"I'll sneak a pair of leggings and a top into your bag tomorrow" Frances whispered to his only child. "Thanks dad" Flaky nodded with a smile. 

"Right off to bed Flaky you've got a busy day tomorrow, Bruce here will drop you off at school and will also pick you up" said Fiona. "I would do it but the family business won't run itself you know."

"Alright mum" said Flaky a little upset that her own mother barely had any time for her. So with that said the little red head got off her chair and slowly marched up to her room. Her family may have everything little Flaky would ever want, but to tell the truth all the little red head ever wanted was for her parents to spend time with her or even just a friend. It wasn't because Flaky hated her old school, it was in fact because she was being bullied by the older kids, and she being so small meant she could do nothing about it so in the end the little red haired begged her father to come back home and go to the local school.