Katherine looked down at her feet and then looked at Derek. "Of course not...I know I am pathetic to you...and I know that you may...what I'm trying to say is that I just want to be popu--...no...I just want to be happy and I know what will make me happy but," Katherine looked up and saw Deborah tickling and Alex and laughing.
"FOrget it , I'm sorry for taking your time, but hey I'm not mad at all"
"Ok.. You ever need anything, don't be afraid to ask," Derek said as he got on his skateboard and started heading home. (he's the helpful type)
He skated up to his house, opened the door and walked in to see a guy he didn't know beating his mother. Apparently he was high, based on the way he was acting and the smell of pot smoke that still lingered in the room. "Get the hell off her, you creep!!" He yelled. He grabbed the guy by the arm and "escorted" him out. Normally Derek would have had trouble dragging him around like that, considering that he was significantly bigger than Derek, but he was quite disoriented at the time.
*Mika desided to stick around school for a while.She almost never went home.She didn't really like it at home.Her fathers hobby was beating her and her little brother up and Mika's mother wasn't really the loving kind either.Mika usually slept outside her school or on the streets.Mika even had gotten a job so she could buy food and clothes.Later that day she was going to go home and get her brother and then find him a safe place to be when she bought food and then they were going to find a safe place to sleep.*
Allor stood on the soccer field. It was at least three thirty. Her friend stood in goal frowning.
"Come on, Krys." Allor told the girl who huffed.
"I love being goalie and all. Just not when you shoot." Krys complained.
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Name: Krysten Leffensdottir
Age: 15, sophomore
Hair: Long, straight, and brown
Eyes: Brown
Style: Krysten is best friend's with ALlor. The two hang out. Krysten's a happy teenage girl willing to help any and everyone. She's almost always smiling. Her parents have normal incom.
((lol... Cafe Zenon is the name of a restaurant here... I know it was my idea it just sounds funny to hear somebody else using it...))
It took Derek ten minutes to finish. "Need anything else?" he asked the chef.
"Uh... Nope. You can go sit down and have something to eat if you want." Derek untied his apron and left the kitchen. He was about to sit down somewhere when he saw Allor and Krysten already at one of the tables.
"Hey Allor," he said as he sat down next to them.