(Y/n) (L/n), the girl who lost her family and was raised by her Uncle Ron and Aunt Judy Witwicky, along side her younger cousin Sam. She's been in the Army since she graduated high school, a damned good soldier for her age, and quickly rising throug...
Walking into your room you grin at it. It had been too long since you'd been in here. It was roughly the size of Sams... maybe a smidge but smaller and definitely not as cluttered as his ALWAYS was. You grin at your 'Lets get naked' neon purple sign. Aunt J loved it while uncle R thought it was strange for you to have in your room, but you bought it so he couldn't really say anything about it.
(Your room)
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You feel the soft comfortable comforter knowing that if you lay or even sit on your bed that you'd stay there the rest of the day and night. So with that you walk over to your sliding mirror closet door and slide them open. Everything was as you left it making you smile as you pick out a outfit more suited for you to be outside. Picking out your short ripped shorts and a red flannel paired with a black tank top to fo underneath, you strip quickly of the cloths that smelled like airport.
(Your outfit)
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Throwing your shorts as well as black tank top on after re-freshing your deodorant and perfume. You sling the red flannel on lazily over you shoulders not bothering to button it since it was too hot out. Putting on your dark brown lace up boots you look in the mirror and decide to throw your hair up in a messy bun. As you do so something catches your eye on your night stand. While tying a white bandana around your head you turn to see a pack of your favorite cigarettes and a note. You grin and pick them up along with the note.
It read, 'Welcome home sis. Don't tell mom or dad I got these for you or your dead! ~Sammy'
You giggle to yourself before opening your nightstand drawer and placing the note in it carefully, trading it for a small black lighter you kept in there for candles and of course cigarettes. Slipping it and your cigarettes in your back pocket you skip down stairs and out the front door. You see your aunt and uncle in the yard working making you smile. "Where are you going?" Your aunt questions as you walk down the stone path towards the new camaro.
"Out with Sammy! We'll be back later!" You answer rounding the corner to see Sam wasn't at the car yet. You grin and walk around to the drivers side before opening the door. Sitting down in the drivers seat you sigh at the feeling of a sports car, "I'll bet you can fly when ya wanna..." you trail off seeing a little bumblebee dangling from the rear view mirror beside a disco ball, "...Huh Bumblebee?" you question. As soon as the name rolled off your tongue the radio went nuts with whirrs and beeps making you jump.
