Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Existance ❯ Uniforms of DOOM! ( Chapter 5 )

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Discalimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! Though, I wish I did cause then I'd havea glomp fest ^.^

Me: FYI Chris is not goth though it seems that way ^.^ She just really likes the color black. I haven't been updating because of school. ^.^ I expect reviews, though. Maybe some suggestion? I won't put up the next chapter until I get some more reviews cause quite a few people have been reading but I only have two since I wasn't going to update last time unless I got two reviews.




Chapter 5: Uniform of DOOM!

How long was Chris talking to Marik? About half an hour according to her mother dearest. She had been talking with Marik that whole thirty minutes trying to get to know him before her cell phone rang. The damage she had caused to his bike was, as the engineer said, 'irrepairable' so she was to buy Marik a new motorbike like she said she would within the next two weeks. She had then remembered that she was supposed to be home so she could babysit her younger brother for fifty dollars worth of yen since he was quite a handful and once gave Chris some alchohol that her mother had stored in the fridge and planned on throwing out which made her get drunk and wake with a hangover. That was NOT a pleasant experience either, the little devil.
How could I forget!?" She shouted as she darted through the crowds of people towards her house Once she reached her house she burst through the door. As she thought, her mother was there, red as a cherry and tapping her foot on the floor basically signaling that she was pissed off at her daughtes lateness. ((Dun even think that's a word..XD)) It looked as if steam could come out her ears at any moment. "Your late." She said through pursed lips. "I got in an accident..." She replied, glaring at her mother. These fights were quite frequent between them since they didn't really understand each other. "Besides, I'm here now and that's all that matters." Chris states, throing her backpack onto the forest green couch sitting in the room. "Just don't do it again..I'm already late for my da...appointment." Ms. Jenkins claims, correcting the last word she was about to say. She tugs on the collar of her sleek, black dress, "I'm leaving now." She says as she walks outside in her high-heeled shoes.

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time is it?" Chris asks as she slowly lifts herself from the couch. Her eyes had crystal clear teardrops at the corners of her eyes and she swipes them away. Her hair was unorderly as she stumbles up the stairs to her mess of a bedroom. "Room still looks like a tornado had hit it." She mumbled before her eyes landed on a pink and blue..thing laying neatly on her bed. "Wha' the ell' is this?" She asked in a slurred voice, sounding as if she had been drinking. "Must be th' unform." She murmers while glaring at the horrid thing. 'Pink, just what I need, right now.' She thought as a small growl erupted from her throat, throwing them into her closet and hoping that they would get lost in her messy closet like most of her stuff did. "There is no way in Egypt's seven hells that I am wearing pink." She claims as she snatches up a black, sleeveless shirt, jeans, black boots, and black arm warmers before tossing them on and sneaking outside so her mother wouldn't catch her in her street clothes instead of the uniform. 'Might as well go to the cafe' and get some coffee and a bagel.' SHe thought as she headed in the direction of the cafe'. She DID have time to spare, after all.