Hands Off

Marshmellows on fire

I rinsed my self off and wasted my hair. I turned off the water and slipped a towel on. I dried off and looked at myself in the mirror.

"God. I'm letting myself go." I pinched my miniature piece of fat.

I slipped into a pair of skinny jeans and a cream colored sweater. After throwing on my UGG's I started to straighten my curly hair.

A loud knock came from my door.

"ARE YOU DOOONNNE YEEET?!" She screeched I flinched and burnt my ear.

"FUCK!" I rubbed it and finished my hair

"Ok I'm walking in mrs. profan-" her jaw dropped.

"Dayuummm!" she laughed and hopped on my laptop.

"Okaaaay." I finished straightening my hair and then I headed downstairs. I tripped and ran into a girl a little taller than me and she staggered back looking confused.

"Who the fuck is this hoe?" The girl spat

"She better not be your new prostitute Chris!" Chris ran down and smacked Kylie in the back of her head.

"No she's not, and stop being such a prick." he held me behind him and she flipped us off and continued up the stairs.

"So what's for dinner ma?" my brother yanked my hair and I winced.

"You mean what is for dinner that you won't be having? Because if that's the question than Pizza, HOMADE BOIIIII!" My brother pouted and Chris face palmed.

"Ok Nat I set up a Poke for you so you should be set for tomorrow.

The color drained from the boys' faces and they exchanged 'oh fuck' faces.

"Thanks, but what's the big deal boys isn't poke a website for chatting in the school?"

"NO! IT'S A DRAMA HOLE!" Chris blared and Damian nodded fastly.

"Oh well, I'm a risk taker." I smiled and started stretching the glob of dough on the counter.

•{After Dinner}•

A loud burp came from Damian who I was currently piggybacking onto the patio.

"Faster piggy!" I kicked his side.

"Oh shit!" Damian tumbled to the ground but I pushed off of his back and back flipped landing on my feet and catching the marshmallow bag.

Mariah and Chris stared at me with dropped jaws.

"How the-"

"Don't ... its a long story." I rolled my eyes and passed around marshmallows we all started roasting them.

The gym was filled with girls all about my age, we were all about 10 or 11. All of a sudden A large group of men run in with guns and shot 2 coaches I was vaulting into the pit with coach Melody and she grabbed me and we buried ourselves in the pit all the way to the bottom. I peeked out and saw my friend Brenda being thrown over someone's shoulder and taken out. I saw the man in the back, he was my age and looked confused but tough, he spotted me and mouthed 'stay still' A man walked over to me and pulled me and melody out but as quick as it happened she was dropped, the boy had shot the man who tried to take us. I pushed off of his chest and ran to the boy and hugged him.

'I'm nat.'

'I'm Damian'

Damian obviously remembered because that's how we got adopted but we decided not to talk about it.

"Natalia?" Mariah shook me

"Wha?"

"You killed your marshmallow!"

She pointed to a smoking shriveled lump at the end of my stick.