My New Life (Sequel to My Dad Is....Who?)

Chapter 11: The Girl With the Blue Hair

Hey guys, quick note. I have one more character I'd like to introduce into the story. Please give it up for @rachel_skyes_ as Scarlette Winters.

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What the hell was I thinking? I can't have all these girls over. My Dad Is gonna kill me. But I can't just tell the girls that they can't come over....I guess if I ask dad he might not care. I got my phone from my pocket and typed in his cell. The phone rang three times.

"C'mon dad, pick up the phone." I said to myself.

Finally h answered. "What?"

"Hey, um I was wondering if it would be okay to have a few friends over today." I said.

"And what exactly do you mean by 'a few'?" He asked.

"Like 6 or 7." I said.

I heard him sigh, followed by a long quiet pause. "I guess. You're just lucky Lindsey is out touring." He said.

"Yeah thanks dad!" I said excitedly then hung up the phone up.

I began to walk to my next class when I saw the three girls from the yesterday.

"Well if it isn't the blue haired freak." The girl in the middle said.

They were talking to another girl, one that looks like the ones I met, but she wasn't in the room with the others.

"Please, I need to get to class." The girl said.

"Oh I'm sorry for that. Here, why don't we help you get a head start." They all laughed and pushed the girl down.

"Oh my, what's this?" The blond one asked as she picked up one of the things the girl dropped. "Look girls, it seems this little freak does other stuff besides cutting and drinking.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" I yelled.

"Oh, if it isn't the little Halloween freak from yesterday. What don't you just go back home to you're emo freak of a dad."

How the hell did she know who my dad was. I didn't know, but nobody calls him a emo freak and expects to get away with it unharmed.

"If it's a fight you want then it's a fight you'll get, bitch." I said then punched the blond in the face. She fell back, holding her face. Her friends helped her up and carried her to the bathroom.

I looked at the girl as she was picking her stuff up.

"Hey, do you need some help?" I asked.

"N-no thanks." She said, barley above a whisper.

I looked down at my feet and saw her sketch book on the ground. I bent down and picked it up.

"You draw?" I asked, looking at the pictures.

The girl looked at me, her blue eyes were glassy from unshead tears. She slowly nodded her head.

"That's so cool. You're really good. You know, I do a little drawing myself. I can show you if you want." I said.

"S-sure."

"Great, why don't you come over to my house with me and a group of others. I'll show you some of the stuff I've been working on."

The girl smiled, her eyes lit up with delight. Yeah, that sounds like fun."

I held out my hand and helped her up. "My name is Abigail Way, but you can call me Abby." I introduced.

"I'm Scarlette Winters, but everyone calls me Scar."

"Well Scar, I can already see that this is the beginning of a great friendship." I said.