Adopted By Hollywood Undead

Who Can Stop Me Now?

There is nothing like the smell of dust and dirt in the morning, that is what the orphanage smelt like everyday. Nothing ever changed about this hell hole, even when I would be gone for a few months, it never changed. I woke up and slowly dragged myself out of the itchy bed that I slept in. This was not a 5 star hotel nor was it a complete dump. It had its up and downs like every building and that was fine by me, more places to hide, to crawl into, to escape from this hell hole. I have this whole place mapped out and every way that I can leave with out getting caught at night.

"Get your lazy ass up!" I heard the care taker here yell. Her name was Mazy, she was an ugly women with dark grey and blonde hair. She had a horrible over bite and always wore short skins even though she was quite heavy. It was a horrible sight to see most days. I stood in the middle of the room for a bit longer and finally decided to get dressed. Quickly I grabbed a pair of black and red short shorts, a black tank top that said 'Gangsters paradise' on it in blood red writing, a pair of black converse, and my red beanie. I grabbed my black studded bracklets and my black studded belt and put them on also. I quickly brushed my hair and put the beanie on, next I did some thick eye liner and a little mascara. I didn't like make up much. I walked out of my room and down the hallway, I grabbed my skateboard and ran to the doors.

"Bye." I called as I attempted to open the doors. They were locked, that is fucking creepy! Suddenly a hand fell on my shoulder and turned me around. I was looking into Mazy's almost lifeless brown eyes.

"We have 6 men coming to visit and adopted today. You will not be leaving the property." Mazy said in a stern voice, I rolled my eyes.

"Let's face it Mazy, I'm not leaving anytime soon. You can't get rid of me for good, now if you were to let me go and leave the building, maybe I could get a job and move our." I said to her.

"No Rebel, you have just as much of a chance as anyone else here. You also have double the aditude as anyone here. Stop with the bad girl act and maybe some one would take you for more than a few weeks." She said to me, I choked on the laughter.

"What ever. Can I at least sit outside? It's hot in here!" I complained to her. She looked extremely irritated and huffed her cheeks but nodded anyways. I smiled in victory and opened the heavy wood door. I walked out of the building and pulled out my smokes, quickly I pulled out a smoke and the black lighter I had. I quickly lit up the cancer stick and took a puff. I inhaled deeply and slowly blew out from my nose. I know smoking kills people, but it takes away all of the stress that builds up over time. I will probably die anyway from doing something stupid, so smoking won't kill me anyway. I stepped on my skate board with the smoke still in between my lips. I took off and started to ride the railing from the fencing around the building. I blew the smoke out from my nose again and smiled. I love the feeling of freedom and being wild. I took out my phone as I came to a minor stop, placing my music on shuffle, the first song that came on was Scream For My Ice Cream by Blood On The Dance Floor. I love BOTDF, they are amazing! I stated to sing along to the music while I continued to skateboard. I finished off my smoke and threw the filter on the ground and stepped on it. I still felt like shit and lit up another one. I continued to skateboard as I smoked and sing my heart out. I did a jump and kept the board up from the air. I landed on my feet and turned around to cone face to face with 6 men.

"Hello there, what is a beautiful thing like you doing on a skateboard?" Asked a tall man, he was ok looking and had a lot of tattoos. I blew the smoke out of my nose at him and gave him a bullshit smile.

"Catching air and burning steam." I stated, he waved the smoke away and gave me a grin. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk by him. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm. I looked over and saw the guys looking at me still.