Wake Up ~OPEN~

[Kirsten Elle Barker]

"Hey, wake up."
"..."
"I said, wake up!"
"Mmmm, what?"
Kirsten's eyelids fluttered a couple times before they fully opened. Her parents looked at her disgustedly and her brother looked like he was about to cry. She glanced at her parents and then turned her head away. She didn't want to see their expression. Instead, she focused on her brother.
"Hey, it's ok Zach. I'll call you and you can visit, right?" she reassured him. He nodded helplessly. Kirsten smiled lightly and hugged him tightly. "The judge said, after a few years I'll get out. We'll go rollerblading again then, okay?" He nodded again and hugged her back desperate to hold on to his big sister.
"Okay, that's enough. Hurry up. Your father has work, and I have cleaning to do," Carrie Barker complained. Kirsten didn't even look away from her brother.
"See you later Zach." She got out of the small car and went to the trunk. Out came a bright pink suitcase and a baby blue duffel bag. She swung the bag over her shoulder and wheeled the suitcase over to the gate. Her father and mother watched her uncomftorably.
"You know, if you hadn't done all these stupid dares you wouldn't be here right now," Jake Barker commented. Kirsten shrugged. If she hadn't done the dare she wouldn't have been herself, but she wouldn't say that out loud.
"Well, good bye," she said. Her parents nodded and walked back to the car. Her brother pressed his nose to the window and waved good-bye. Kirsten watched the car leave, and waved back, smiling lightly. When the car was out of sight, she started running in the opposite direction.
How fast could she go on her legs and how far was the next town? She didn't know but she would be damned if she didn't find out. She didn't get far before a few guards spotted her from patrol and caught her instantly. Kirsten spat and clawed and kicked but she knew she had lost. In the end, she just obediently went with them. She would find other chances to sneak away.
All of the paperwork went through, and she was searched. She was supposed to wait to be shown to her cell, but Kirsten was stubborn. She snuck away to the outside and looked around at the walls of her new prison and the fences surrounding it looking for any weaknesses. Hopefully, she would find something useful for later. She sure wasn't staying in this academy for psychos any longer than she was needed too. She wouldn't allow it. She would definitely get out of this place even if it was the last thing she did.
She took a deep breath. She had only been here and it already seemed like she was suffocating. What could she do here? She missed her brother, and her friends. Why the hell was she here?

[Chris Bass]

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YEAH I'M A LOSER SHE SAID
i guess there must be truth to the rumour
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Chris had left his cell early this morning, hating the claustrophobic feeling that constantly kept creeping up on him in there. It was incredible how the staff here at Michigan High thought they'd be comfortable in this fuck hole. Cold as hell, white, boring, dull. Chris didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit. So, he decided to go outside. He tried the excercise yard first, but had felt no desire in working out. The next stop was the basketball court. It had started raining, so he gave up on that as well. He went into the forest, thinking if there was a possible way for him to escape, but as he saw the barbed wire fence, he thought better of it and headed back inside. He walked around the institution for a while, pondering slightly at the front door entrance. As he turned, he heard some commotion outside, and peered outside a glass. Two security guards were tackling a blonde girl, who had clearly tried to run off. He saw a pink - he cringed at the brightness of it - suitcase lying few feet away from the scene. At last, they carried the girl inside, and Chris backed away as the door opened, and hid in the shadows. Well, he didn't hide on purpose, but he thought he must've looked quite frightening to most inmates, there in the shadow. They would probably think he was going to jump them or something. After a while, he noticed her slip out from under the guards, and walk outside again. This intrigued Chris; he followed.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his voice stern; he loved fucking with people. The poor girl was probably already a nervous wreck, added to whatever fucked up personality disorder or problem she was in for in the first place.
He hadn't really got a good look at her before, but as he watched the back, he thought the front wouldn't look too bad. She seemed like one of the prettier girls around here. He'd seen some pretty girls here, but many where hideous. Or let's say, just not his type.
"Are you sure you should be here?" he asked again, his voice demanding.



NOTES i'm sorry, this is really really really short. i couldn't really think of more to write. (:
WORDS 370
TAGGED Kirsten Elle Barker
CREDIT BY HEY BAYBAY !? AT CAUTION !

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[Kirsten Elle Barker]

Kirsten turned around and made a face thinking that it might be another guard. When she turned around though, the guy looked nothing like the authority she hated. His stern voice irritated her the most though. Despite how cute he looked, he had caught her on the wrong day. Today was just getting worse and worse.
"How the hell is that any of your business?"she answered, crossing her arms. "Who are you?" She wasn't in the mood to play around right now. Her blue eyes were piercing into his and her wet white blond hair made her look ghost like but in a pretty way. She was wearing another low-cut top and a pair of jeans. The overall effect was enchanting. She glared at him angrily and didn't look away as she waited for her answer.
She hadn't wanted to come here in the first place. She didn't want to be woken up early in the morning just so she could get in the car and drive here. She didn't want to hear her parents in the front seat complaining about how stupid she had been and how amazing her brother was. She loved her brother but the way her parents talked about him made her sick. Ever since they had removed their disguises of cheer in the hospital, they hadn't been afraid to let their opinions be known. Secretly, she just wished they'd shut the hell up.
She should be glad to be away from them but she didn't want to be here. In this stupid psychiatric hospital for freaks. All she had done was steal a car and run a red light, so they send her to some freaky place? Send her to a prison or juvie or anywhere else other than this. Her brother's face flashed through her mind and she felt a sharp stab of pain.
But Kirsten was good at hiding her emotions. She inherited it from her mother and father, I guess. Her face was a blank page when she wanted it to be. Right now, she comouflaged the pain with suspicion and annoyance. But the pain continued underneath. She kept thinking of painful things - of packing the day before, of appearing in court and her parents complaining about the cost of lawyers and fines and bail. It was almost as if they had expected Kirsten to end up in jail one day. Like it was only a matter of time. This was only sooner than expected.
She wondered, was that really what her parents thought of her?
But that didn't matter now. What mattered was finding a way out. And before that, this odd boy who dared to mess with her. What did he want?

OOC: Mine's short too... at least to me it is. Counting this note though, it's a little longer. At least, it's longer than yours! XD <3