Cage of White lies*MAGCON FANFIC/ Matt Espinosa*

*Chapter One* My daily routine

-UNEDITED-

*Avielle's POV*

I opened the door, it was awfully quiet. The house was never in silence before, usually you hear the screaming of children, the constant fighting of teenagers and the bullies laughing their asses off at some poor kid. It wasn't so long when I began forming questions in my head. are they taking a break now? or are they planning something for me? should I fight them? no that would a very bad idea, I won't get out in one piece. it's true I can kick their asses but that doesn't mean i'm not afraid of the consequences. It's not a weakness either, Nope definitely not. The orphanage held a lot of memories in there before I joined boxing, and it wasn't a pleasant sight.

The orphanage may appear like a old fashioned, brick-built building that seemed to trick anyone into thinking it would be a great place to live in, but on the inside it's horrific, the paint was weathered and peeling off, the stairs in the hallway were worn that creaked loudly, I'm afraid if I step on them I might fall, hell this place could collapse in any minute. A broken ceiling light turning on and off every moment , there were 35 rooms that consist of a dusty mirror, a worn out, old mattress to sleep on, a wardrobe and a little window. This was actually one of the poorest orphanage in town, probably because the donations we get are used for the foster mom's pleasure, which is drugs and many nasty things.

I rushed in and closed the door slowly hoping I would pass this day without having another bruise. I tip toed to the small kitchen, still no one was in sight, I released a huge breath i didn't realize I was holding. I got an apple from the bowl of fruits and hurried my way upstairs. But my luck is probably the same as Donald duck.

"Where are you going bitch?" a voice said behind me stealing the apple and taking a bite. HEY!! that was the only green apple in the bowl. Doesn't she know how hard it is to find green apple?

"I was going upstairs, you know the thing over there-" I pointed to the stairs in the hallway "-They are called stairs, and you use them to go u-"

I didn't have the chance to finish my sentence before she slapped me. Looks like I just hit a nerve.

"Don't bullshit me, you're not allowed to eat anything while someone's else in the kitchen. You should obey me so i wouldn't tell Ms.Grenten" Laura narrowed her almost dark green eyes on me, her threatening gaze making it absolutely nowhere to hide. Truth is, everyone is terrified to just come near Laura. You never want to see her devil side because it will be considered as the worse luck possible. It looks like I am a magnet for bad lucks, Yay for me.

Laura is the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life, a perfect match for a slut may I add. She doesn't belong in this Orphanage, she should be living with a rich family in a big mansion. I'm surprised no one adopted her yet. She's 16 years old, she has green forest eyes that contain a few flecks of brown in the iris. Her eyebrows are thick like a big, furry mustache but that seems to attract more boys at her feet, I don't even want to know how, her eyelashes are like shadows on her face probably from batting them too much. She has a perfectly formed body like a Victoria secret's Model but she lacks a brain and a neat personality. Her skin is flawless with no pimples or whatsoever. Her wavy chest-nut brown hair falling at her hips curled at the end with blonde highlights. She's wearing a floral lace bustier that covers below her belly button and shows her C cup boobs, and a high waisted jeans short, and 4 inch heels. Surprisingly she wears less makeup, now that's a first.

"I'm sorry" I averted my ocean blue eyes to my feet, fidgeting my sweaty hands. I don't even know what i'm apologizing for, I could just step on her like a bug and bury her 10 feet under but my stupid fear is a lot worse now and I wouldn't have the guts to do it.