Just A Girl Thing

Chapter 15

"Lizzy!" I cried. Happy tears. Wouldn't you cry happy tears for the one person you love? I don't cry often but when I do, it's from a good cause.

"Oh my word Brinna you have changed so much in the past year! I've missed you so much!" Lizzy said while bringing my into a hug.

" Yeah I guess in have changed..." I trail off while hugging her back. Please don't find anything suspicious on me! Please oh, please!

We stay like that for a while until a little boy came running through our embrace.

" Damn it johnny!" I have absolutely no idea what the kid's name is so I just call most of them 'johnny' for it seems appropriate.

"Brinna!" Scolds Lizzy. "Really, I hope you didn't speak this way around them the whole year I was away. You know how they can pick words up."

Gee thanks mom... " Yeah I know. I was pretty good with my mouth last year." If you know what I mean...ha! Yeah still a virgin but who said I couldn't have a little fun with the guy's?

"I hope so" Liz replies.

*•*•* A little while later *•*•*

Liz and I are seated on the bed in our old room. Our 'old' room because it just mine now.

"Are you going to yell at me for my tattoos and piercings?" Shit! Learn to shut your mouth Brinna. Now your really screwed!

" I'm not the happiest about them but why would I yell at you? I'm your sister and I have no control over your life and choices." Says Lizzy. Wow.

"Really?" No Brinna! don't question, just agree!

"Nope" She says popping the 'p'. " So will you tell me why and where you got these from? I've always thought about getting a tattoo. Not a lot of them but just like one on my hip."

"Really? You want a tattoo? I know people! Any way, my piercings all represent a person or thing taken away by the... you know... tornado." I didn't know how sensitive she still was about that day or not. I'll just play it cool. "Like, my cartilage was Jenna and my nose was daddy and my lip was mamma. My tattoos are all just self-expression. They remind me of the stages of my life I went through and remind me to keep going strong."

"Wow. I thought you were just acting out because of our past... So who is this tattoo person you know? A friend of yours?" Liz said me.

" Yeah Lesley. She's a close friend."

*•*•* at the tattoo shop Lesley works at *•*•* Liz's POV *•*•*

Brinna has driven me to tattoo shop that looks like thugs and homeless people go to do drugs. If she goes here often enough as her body art says she does, God bless her life.

When we walk into the beaten-down place, I see a girl with reddish hair. Reddish meaning not like fire engine red but not quite maroon. It has some pink hue in it but not much. Sort of like Ariana Grande's hair color. It's in between just about everything and really pretty. It's styled in curls falling just down to the start of her bust. I've also noticed she either has perfect make up or a perfect natural face.

There's another girl that's about Brinna's age, just like the rest, that has blonde hair styled the same way as the red-head's and has several rings going up her ear. It's not overly done or obnoxious. Though, her over-size wrist bands can be toned down a bit. This girl is getting her make up done by the red-head. Neither of them turn to look at us when the bell chimes to alarm people that we've come in.

The last girl is working on a mans back, tattooing it. She must be Lesley. She has floral sleeves of tattoos on each arm but those are the only viewable ones so far. Lesley has short blonde hair in a bob style, nerdy glasses and big bust so when she leans over the man, he's probably getting a nice view. Gross.

" Hey girls! Meet my sister, Lizzy!" Brinna says in a cheery voice. "This is Kendall-" pointing to the red-head. " This is Jessi-" pointing to the girl with metal ears. Oh! a new nick name. "And this is Lesley-" pointing to the girl give a tattoo. Well, this should be fun. I really hope these are good people Brinna has chosen to be friends with. I'm not her mother but I want to make sure she doesn't die. I've had enough death for one life time.