The Only Laken

Chapter 6

"She has awoken." Her father stared at the baby. Her mother kept looking up at the air from her hospital bed.

"Does she look like me or you?" The wife asked. The man looked over to his daughter. She opened her eyes.

"She looks like the both of us. My nose ,your hair color my eyes, your lips, your ears, your cheeks." He replied. The wife sat up.

"What kind of baby has blonde hair and green eyes." The wife asked. She groaned then laid back down. The man lifted the baby girl up and brought her to the wife.

"What will her name be?" The man asked.

"Her name will be..." The wife tried to say.

"No Callie, not yet please, we only had one child." The man pleaded.

"Her name." The man grabbed his wife's hand.

"Her name?" He said.

"Her name is Blake.'' His wife said then closed her eyes. Her meatore beeped and the man cried. He looked down and saw the baby looking.

"Hello, Blake." The man said. The baby giggled.

"Goodbye Callie." The man said.

15 years later

"Blake!" A voice yelled out her window. Blake shook her head and she already had on her clothes. Blake flipped back her full over rose gold hair and grabbed her sketch pad and pencils. She jumped out of her window to the thorny rose bush. She winced and groaned.

"Just stop jumping out your window Blake." A voice spoke. Blake looked up and threw her pencils and sketch book at the girl.

"Shut it Piper." Blake responded. Piper looked at the thrown sketch book and flipped through the pages.

"Ohhh, won't Zachary kill you." Piper said. Blake looked away.

"Zachary won't care. It doesn't matter." She replied.

"What won't I care about?" Zachary said. Blake's pale face had a face of embarrassment. Piper opened the sketchbook and showed the drawing.

"What the heck Blake." Zachary said. Blake jumped up from the bush and snatched the book out his hands.

"I have a right to draw whatever I want Zachary. You don't have ownership over me." Blake snapped. Zachary snapped back.

"What you can't take the heat?" He smirked. Blake rolled her eyes.

"You can't even take a fight against Ryan Gash." She smirked. Zachary pushed Blake back in the thorn bush. Blake stared at the sky trying not to cry.

"These thorns don't hurt anymore." She croaked out.

"Stop crying, I thought you were meant for this kind of art shoot." Zachary said.

"Zac stop being a jerk." Piper said.

"Piper you're only here because mom forced me. I don't even know why I let her in." Zac said. "She's mad cause she doesn't have a mom!" He yelled. Blake stood up.

"You haven't even met her mom!" Piper yelled.

"She hasn't either!" Zachary yelled. Blake slapped Zachary. She doesn't even remember what happened after that. One minute she was good with only a couple of scratches from the bush and herself. The next she is waking up sore and the taste of blood in her mouth.

"Everything hurts" Blake groaned. She sat up. She was cut on her leg. It's like she was shoot. She looked at the sky then heard a piercing clock.

"Oh shoot!" She thought. She stood up, while being dizzy and tried to find her stuff. Her sketch book was ripped up and her pencils were broken.