Indigo-Rose How I Became a Gallagher Girl fan fic

Chapter 1

I listen to people's conversations. That's how I accumulate my knowledge of people. I have always been a listener.

I think it's because one I realised people don't notice the shy, small, orphan hiding in the corner, (not being noticed helps when eavesdropping). Two because I realised that to learn fully about my parents' characters I need to listen to what people say to each other not to me. They are not going to say to the 'poor orphan girl' that her parents were never at home and neglected the family farm. The third reason I believe I am a listener is because I am socially awkward. People don't talk to me. Therefore I also became a listener out of necessity.

My aunt's ute stopped chugging. I hopped out of the car and let the warm wind lift up my long, black hair. Hair was why we were in town, my aunt needed a hair cut and I was dragged along because I was in need of 'social interaction with my peers'. That meant sitting in the park while the kids at school played sport, rudely failed to ask me to join and also teased me about my witch like complexion and apparently history.

According to the superstitious town of Craw having green eyes, black hair, pale skin and being extremely skinny makes you look like a witch. However having both your parents killed after you were conceived and having the looks makes you a witch. It doesn't help that they are all jealous of my brain and wealth (I own my own farm and top the class.)