The Girl with Broken Eyes

[Optimistic Kitten]

:U Where is my new update? MOAR....

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CHAPTER TWO

Icy's fingers we so tightly curled around her ugly hoop-dress, she couldn't think anything except for, My knuckles hurt. Suddenly, a claw-like hand clamped onto the girl's wiry shoulder, and she jumped an inch in the air.
"Welcome. You must be our new student?" Icy's teacher, Ms. Mathill, was a very skinny, short woman. Her eyelashes and hair were thick, and whenever she wore lipstick it was glooped on like chocolate fudge – except it was purple. She had beady black eyes, and a large, black wart between her two eyes. Her voice was sharp, crisp, clear, and she spoke as if anyone younger than her was stupid and never went to school properly.
"Yes," the girl said cooly, shrugging of the "talon" and glancing around t the classroom. Her classmates were all staring at her, and one girl was crying. A pin on her pink blouse said: Rosaline. Rosaline sniffled and, not much to Icy's surprise, pulled a pink handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her cheeks daintily.
Icy rolled her eyes, then looked at the teacher. "Where do I sit." It wasn't question; a statement the demanded something.
Ms. Mathill smiled. "Over here, Veronica." She led Icy to a seat right in the first row, in the sunniest spot.
Icy grimaced at the word Veronica – it was her full name, but she absolutely despised it.

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Anyway, I'm gonna go find the rest of this. It's buried somewhere under all my other files on my desktop. XD