Joker's Daughter

Being Normal

Let me tell you something there is nothing like waking up to a loud obnoxious beeping sound; best way to start the fucking day, can I get an amen. Standing up I do some stretching and drag my shit back inside my room I then head into my bathroom starting a shower. I hop into the shower; letting it weaken my powers for me to get clean.

 I step out and everything is so foggy I leave the bathroom to let it defog and head to my pile of clothes. You heard me correctly pile of clothes no closet, no dresser just a pile; I only have like three outfits so it doesn't matter to me. I pull out my school uniform, which is a white polo shirt with the schools logo a blue jay on it in the upper right hand corner, then the blue plaid skirt that goes to just above the knees, the high socks with three blue stripes and the rest being white, then finishing it off with a blue and white cardigan. 

This school screams fashion, I change into the uniform leaving the cardigan on my mattress because I am not putting that on quite yet; but I do put on my very clean white tennis shoes. I head back into my bathroom because the fog has cleared revealing my mirror and my true reflection; reaching over to grab a big tub of cover up. I have four tattoos that help tie up my true identity first one is a small red diamond under my left eye, then just above my waist line on my right side there is a black spade, on my right leg above my ankle there is a red heart, and finishing up with a black clover on my right wrist. 

 The diamond and clover have to be covered the rest is fine. I also have to put in brown contacts to cover up my white eyes because... well that's self-explanatory. Then I do normal girl things like re straighten my brown hair all the way to the purple tips that reach my waist; but I only have to do one side because my other side is shaved, I just brush my hair over so the shaved part is covered. Then finishing up with black eye make up of course not as heavy as I would do when I go out as Jack in the box. I head out after feeding Joka and saying bye to the family. Entering the streets I walk to school and looking like this I look so innocent. 

 Anyone could try to jump me. On my way I look to the right of me and I see a black Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle; out in the open... how can I not go for it? I zap over when no one was looking and hop on; oh no the keys aren't here; no problem for me I take my finger and bring the beast to live and zoom off with the owner steaming behind me. Turning back a quickly shoot a bullet of electricity at them knocking them out, ha humans are such weaklings. I ride into to school with that short skirt flying up not my fault they made this uniforms for sluts. I get off my bike taking my helmet off swishing my hair and fixing it back to normal. 

 I wink at the boys who saw me when I pulled in with my skirt up. Locking the bike and carrying my helmet by my side I make my way into the school bursting the doors open. Of course everyone stops what he or she are doing and they stare; I'm well me. Walking in I see my group of "friends" standing where we usually meet. Yes I am apart of the preppy popular group but that's what makes me super cool and popular I'm the total opposite of them and yet I control the group. I am the badass that if you tick off will beat your ass very easily no hesitation even if you are a guy 10x bigger than me. Its no joke they have seen it before. 

 I am also laid back, mischievous, funny, heartless, stubborn, intimidating, and playful but that's getting into the real me too. I walk to my friends who are already waving me over. There is Terra she is the brains; super smart, she has photogenic memory top of every class, super hot genius. There isn't something I have found that she doesn't know. Then there is Bridget she is a model, and has the best streets smarts any one could wish they had. She knows the entire world's hook up spots, and she is the best at hooking up. 

Then there is the leader Trixie she isn't as good as the other two as what they are good at but she is a born leader and she has the best attitude ever, she is someone you really don't want to mess with unless you are me who messes with everyone. But Trixie doesn't need physical strength cause she can easily kill you emotionally and socially she knows everything about everyone and can destroy you with one look. I get there and Trixie has my Carmel Ribbon Crunch frap they got me from Starbucks.