After team Scorpion picked up a simple job to get some software, it turns intense when a one of the members of Scorpion gets suddenly targeted, and the only one with the answers? A girl with a mysterious past and one badass attitude.
The sun shined brightly at my eyes, nearly blinding them as I open them. I held up one of my hands to shield the sun's brightness from my eyes. Last night hits me right in the face to see that Klarie is gone, and that totally explains why the curtain is open because I clearly remember me closing that curtain. My mind screen opens quickly as the time is in bright numbers. 10:28, it read. I groaned and stared at my room. I really needed to decorate my room but I don't know what to do. I roll out of the bed, literally and see something shiny reflect off the sun light. I turn my head and see that beer bottle that I putted underneath my bed. I feel a sudden urge to throw up as I dash to the bathroom, my gag reflex kicks in but nothing happens because I haven't had anything.
I brush my teeth, and my hair and realize that I forgot to wash it last night. I wash my hair every three days. I woke up twice last night because of nightmares but those were probably after Klarie left because I remember curling up into ball and silently crying. I was glad that Walter didn't hear that. Me having nightmares are weird, especially when I drink, because my drinking usually dims my dreams to the point where I don't get any at all.
I shrugged, thinking that I would wash it today. I finish brushing my hair and doing my make-up. I was thinking of visiting Megan, like I do every day if I have the time. Megan doesn't have a lot of time left and I want to make the most of it. Plus, she's the only person that I tell her about my problems. She's my BFF, basically. I walk out of the bathroom and stop when I look at my bed. I walk over to the bed, bend down so I can see what's underneath and grab the beer bottle. I go to the bathroom and start to the the brown liquid down the drain, slowly and it kinda feels good doing it, it's feels like I beated a game of something. Once I finish pouring it down the drain, I put the empty bottle back into the bag, somewhat proud of myself. I change into this:
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I shove a few more things into my bag and grab my skateboard from my closet, and head out the door. The garage is silent, which tells me that Walter is working on something on the computer and nobody else is here. Walter isn't the best guardian in the world, but he at least tries to make sure I'm okay.
"Hey Walt." I greet as I walk to the kitchen and grab a granola bar and an orange, with some milk poured out.
"Hello, Kardia." Walter closes his computer, walks over to me and sits down. I raise an eyebrow as Walter has never done this before.
"Hi?" I say questionly as I take a bit of my granola bar.
"So, did Paige talk to you about school?" Walter asked.
I roll my eyes, groan and sink into my seat. "Are you serious? Why do you want me to go to school. I don't want to be label as a smart-ass."
"But you are one." Walter said.
"Can you at least try to think about it?" Walter asked.
