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Amber twisted and turned that night, not knowing what the fuck to do. Her best friend and sister were dead because of a drunk, sex freak. They were in a new town, but Amber didn't like it at all. But she had to live with it, but some day she'll get her revenge on him. Some day...

-The first day of school-
-a few years later-
Amber didn't start school till she told her mother she was ready. She was 9 now and going into grade 6.
Amber packed all her art supplies, text books and all that jazz in her black back pack. She waved bye to her mother and ignored the smile of her step dad. She would never speak to him after what she knew he did that day.
Amber was a very smart girl. She could read and write before the age of three! Amber allway wore her black hoodie, that was her sisters, the hood kept her ears hidden and for school, it was perfect.
"Okay 6th grade class!" Miss Perks called out to the class, they were throwing paper air planes and spit balls at one another.
"Class."she said a bit louder and they stopped and sat down.
"Okay everyone-" she went on about math, amber jus doodled in her book not paying attention but with all the attention. At recess she sat on the playground by the swings humming a tone she heard.
"Hey look its that bratty new boy!" Kids mocked her for wearing jeans and a hoodie. She guessed that's what boys wore.
"Shorty!" One snorted pushing her on her side.
"Ow can you guys cut it out?" She asked weakly.
"No way!" They laughed.
"leave. Her. Alone." A voice said from behind them. They turned and saw a girl. They all laughed. "Oh no it's Patches what ever are we going to do?!" One mocked.
"Just a girl!" The other one said. She girl punched his face hard knocking him over. "Anyone else want some?" He asked fiercely. They all shook their heads then ran away like little girls. The girl or Patches helped me up. Her green eyes looked back at Amber She had a good over her head but Amber could see it was tied back.
"Amber." He said letting out a hand.
"Patches" they both smile.

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