Guys, I'll keep this short. This story is not edited. I'm sorry if it is not of suitable length; I'm writing it from the notes app on my iPhone.
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Once outside the class room Sunny Rae located the nearest restroom to hide out in. There was no one at home who cared if she went to school, not to mention if she went to every class. Sunny Rae went to school on her own. She kept up with her own school records and shots.
If something major needed to be done she'd lock her mom in a room for about 4 days, weaning her off drugs so she could be sober enough to do what needed to be done. Her actions might seem cruel, but she really wanted to make it in life. Sunny Rae made sure to make excellent grades so she would receive a full scholarship to college. Any college would do because where she went didn't even matter.
As long as she got away. She wasn't necessarily worried about taking care of her mother; because her mother never really worried about taking care of her. Living the hard life had taught her that it was everyone for themselves. One needed to do what needed to be done for themselves in order to survive.
Her mother used drugs to cope with the everyday struggle of life. Sunny Rae decided she would use school as a stepping stone to overcome her struggles.
She stared at her reflection in the dimly lit bathroom. She supposed she could be regarded as pretty if she dressed nice and put on a little make-up. Her jade green eyes were big and round, yet slightly slanted and had the tendency to look like a murky gray some days. She'd never gotten her eyebrows arched, but that wasn't necessary because she already had the perfect arch that many girls tried to achieve.
Her hair was a wild honey color, curly and untamable; it hung just below her butt if straighten, but in its curly state it stopped at her waist.
Oddly her skin was the same color as her hair giving her an exotic look. She had freckles scattered across her small upturned pert nose and soft cheeks. High cheek bones courtesy of her mother.
Her lips were a soft red color, Cupid's bow shape, and always in a pout. Her body slender, smallish b-cup boobs, small waist, hips that flared out moderately and a nice sized butt for a black girl her size.
She figured it was the only thing she got from her mother, who despite being a crack addict still had the body of a shapely woman. So you see, she supposed she had the potential to be pretty. But when she looked at her clothes and shoes, she realized that she simply didn't have all that it took to be regarded that way. And with that epiphany she slammed her palms against the mirror, a little more forcefully than she intended to, and broke it.
The shards split open and dug into her palms. She tried not to walk on the glass because even though she wore shoes they were only dollar store flip flops and the glass would still get stuck in her feet. Whimpering in frustration, she tiptoed over the glass while picking out the shards in her right palm. Exiting the restroom with her head bent in concentration she ran right into somebody.
A big somebody apparently. Because that somebody caused her to be knocked off of her feet, but before she could fall she was promptly caught in big hands. Once she was rightfully on her feet, that someone snatched her wrist forcefully to gain her attention and look at her hands. She looked up and saw that it was Storm. Great, she thought sarcastically. Before she knew it she was being snatched up and carried off. "Where are we going?" She asked. Staring into his eyes. They weren't brown, but gold and she thought they were beautiful. Captivated by his eyes, she didn't even notice the throbbing pain in her hands.
He carried her into the nurse's office, not bothering to answer her question. Looking around their surroundings, they noticed that no one was in to take care of the matter. Slamming his fist down while cursing, he stormed off with Sunny Rae in his arms. Sunny was perfectly content to nestle deeper into his chest while he stalked off in mild panic. She didn't know why she suddenly felt safe, but she decided against second guessing it.
They were in his car. How did we get in his car Sunny Rae thought. He snatched open his glove compartment, yanked out a first aid kit, and slammed it down onto the passenger seat. That's when Sunny Rae realized she was on the driver's side seated on his lap.
"What in the fuck did you do to yourself?" Storm snapped at her angrily. Sunny Rae put her head down. She had never been good at confrontation and for some odd reason she didn't like the thought of him being upset with her.
"I'm sorry" she replied in her silk soft voice. It was like music to his ears. The apology on her lips made him instantly forgive her. "It was an accident" she continued. His body relaxed at the sound of her voice.