if CP's had daughters

masky

   "Mom stop!"I swat at her hands as they struggle to wrangel my hair into a pigtail. I pull away. "I'm Going to school."
   'No wait!' I sigh as her hands move almost to fast to disifer the signs.
   "Mom I'm going to be late!just leave my hair down today." Saying this I grab my jacket hat mittens and bag.
   'Do you want me to walk you to school?' I shake my head.
   "Na, I'm in the first grade mom I'll be fine. Besides I know kung-fu!" I reashur her as I left the house. Sense I'm late I decided to go through the forest. Going to the back I find my bike and mount it then tear off down the forest path.
   As I go I hum a song I remember from when I was younger

   I was so into the song I didnt realize I was attached until I was tackled from my bike. "Oh shitakymushrooms!" I role with the inerta and prevent a faceplate in to a tree.
   "I caught it!" As I hear this I pretend I was knocked out.
   "Toby what's wrong with him?" I suppress the urge to growl at the man. 

   "i didn't hit him that hard. maybe he hit his head." as they get closer i make my breath even and shallow. i then hear a new voice. 

   "a-at least it lo-oks like he's breathing-g." he has a stutter. three against one? i like those odds.

   as soon as one of them pull's me into their arms i shove his body away from me and spun pointing my pocket knife at them not surprised that their were three fully grown teenage boys no their men. i growl at them. "thanks to you i'm now late for school!" i'm shouting at them and i'm pissed. "oh and i'm not a boy." without a word i jump back on my bike and prosed on to school. their either to stunned to follow or smart to not try.

{time skip}

   i was in the forest, my bike at home, i giggle as i chased a ultra violet butterfly. then i feel eyes on me, when i turn theirs a boy and his dog. i cock my head looking at him, when he saw me he started towards me.  when he gets an arms length from me he lunges at me, i easily sidestep his attack. i watch him with my gold eyes, my pink hair messy and unbrushed.

   "here little boy, why don't you come here. i can make you beautiful like me." thats when i realized, his face was paper white, and his eyelids were gone, as well as a smile carved into his cheeks.

   i look over at the boy. "do you wear makeup?" i asked noticing his burnt eyelids thinking its charcoal.

    he looks stunned for a moment. "hee hee hee, hahahahaha. you-your funny kid." then theirs a twig snap behind me, we both turn faster then possible. their was a boy no older then the makeup boy.

   "hey cutie. why don't you come and play with me instead of that freak, i'm good at playing house." he comes over to me, looking at me with what looks like desier and lust.

   i pretend to think before talking. "no thanks id rather play with my friend."

   he looks like he's now raging. "well thats to bad. now lets go play you can be my wife and ill be your husband."

   i plant my feet with a growl. "let me go you sickie!" i yanked my hand from his and then kick him in the tummy and when he falls to the ground i  walk up to him and snap his neck. "maybe next time, you'll learn to take no for an answer." with that i start to walk off knowing makeup boy isn't their anymore.

{time skip}

   i kiss my mom on the forehead and go on to my room to start my homework.

   i had gotten only three questions done before i heard a poof and feel a claw'd hand on my shoulder. "what do you want jack?"

   "don't you want to play with me today?" i feel another hand on my shoulder and am forced to  turn around, luckily i lifted my pen so i wouldn't unintentionally make a mark, he turns me and sits himself on my lap. "please?"