- Aug 9, 2016
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- Gender
- Male
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Starting Location: Starlight Academy
Not even a week. Dalia had been back to school not even a week when Amber went missing. She had been such a mess she hadn't paid attention to anyone else. Hadn't noticed the stares and the whispers behind her back. Not that she cared anyway. She knew she deserved it.
But Amber, Phaedra, and Ossa. They didn't deserve the treatment they were getting. The assumptions that they were like her. They weren't. They weren't put together wrong. That was the best way Dalia could describe it, though she never would. No one could know. It would break Mal and Mama's hearts. Her sisters too. They would hate her, she just knew it.
These were the thoughts that kept Dalia from taking notes in her classes like she was supposed to. These were the thoughts that kept her quiet and to herself during lunch. And when the school day ended, these thoughts very nearly made Dalia miss the comment that some seventh grade made as she passed her in the courtyard.
"...and there are four of the little fucks. Who knows when the other three will go psycho. My money's on the one that wears the hood. She already dresses like she's gonna..."
Dalia bristled, all six of her eyes cutting over to the girl who was speaking. Without fully realizing what was happening, she started moving towards the girl and her friends. Her hair bow ignited, creating a halo of flame above her head.
Dalia wanted to shout at her, spit every profanity she had ever heard Mal say. But more than that, wanted to tear into them, this girl and her friends. Show them just what she had done to Argenta and make them think twice about badmouthing her family again.
Without thinking, Dalia rushed, intent on tackling the offending girl right there with no heed to the sparse crowds dotting the courtyard.