"Poor Porcelain. Do you remember me?", a short brunette with a neanderthal-like stature calmly questioned, rubbing her chubby thumb along the large blue vein popping slightly out of the skin of my hand she was holding. Although she had a rather grotesque figure, her face was very pretty. I was almost positive that make-up couldn't be the only culprit.
"Am I supposed to?", I asked as suddenly a tall boy with blonde hair, at least 15 years of age, came bounding into the room wearing a quiksilver jacket and basketball shorts and shoes. His intoxicating smell of Axe reached to my bedside almost twice as fast as he did.
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Fiksi RemajaPorcelain Fuentes, daughter of Vic Fuentes, suffers a horrible car crash that kill both her mother and aunt and throws her into a coma. With no other family known, she is forced to live with her mom's friend Marina, as well as Marina's bothersome so...
