Sloan Presidio:||: D1 :||: FIN

I'm from District One, of course I had the access to the things that make any human beautiful, but you see what made me different, is I didn't need those things. I was born with a face that could win. A face that as my father said "would get me places". My eyes where a crystal blue, framed by a set of dark lashes. My cheeks hollow, my lips full, and the color of a raspberry stain. My chin was rounded, but had shape, and my breasts where plump. What else could I need? My skin was soft, my teeth straight, my eyebrows plucked. I was naturally blonde, but I preferred a color more exciting, something like purple. I liked to wear dark eye shadow, and thick eyeliner. Not that I needed it, but I wore it anyway. 

My body was toned, hard, every muscle defined. I stood at Five feet two inches. My ass was worthy of a good grope, and my waist swayed in an appealing fashion. My feet where rather petite, and my nails never without polish. I did okay with the many relationships I maintained in District One. I had many "friends", many of which I gave favors, but of course I had a price. My parents weren't fond of substances that brought me happiness, so I had my own ways of getting them. I of course trained, just like every other able body in this damn district. I was thought to be a jewel, just like every body fuck'n else. Look I'm not any different then what you would expect, sorry to disappoint you.

I was in dire need of some self esteem. Sure I had a good bark, I was a small teenage girl, I needed a decent bark. I was practically ignored by any person that had the same DNA, and I didn't like that. Attention was something I thirsted for. My family didn't give it, so I got it from the authorities. School, Peacekeepers, the mayor. I had fun making everybody pissed off, causing someone to be butt hurt was worth the thrill on occasions. I never got as much punishment from the mayor as I would want, probably cause when I did something to try and tick him off, he just expected me to sleep with him, I usually gave in. Hell, what could I say? I was here to please.

I at least realized I had issues, unlike many of the career bitches that fumble around this district. Boyfriends, and rich parents. Ha, who needed a boyfriend when you could just screw everyone. I enjoyed freedom, and sure I had rich parents, but didn't mean I got to use as much of their wealth as I wanted. It kept me from being as uppity as some of these skanks though. I guess I understood the moral sense behind it, but I threw my fair share of tantrums. Daddy's little girl soon became everyone's little girl. It wasn't my fault they didn't keep a closer eye on me. I'm sure if they ever found out about my midnight playtime, they wouldn't care to give a damn anyhow. Work was all they valued. How the hell they found the time to conceive our family of seven is beyond fuck'n me.

I had a thing for knowledge. Sure, I could get anything I wanted out of people, but knowing was so much better. I would exchange what I had to offer, which usually was my rocking body, for what I could know. I knew how to throw a ridiculous amount of people in jail. Some including people of authority. That meant most people didn't do me dirty, cause blackmail was always a good way to keep yourself out of trouble. I owned this District. I got what I wanted, when I wanted it, and nobody had the power to oppose me. Well, they had the power, but they would never dare put their class in jeopardy. 

I was raised in a home that made little effort to actual raise someone. Mom and dad really needed to learn about the plastics. I was tired of how much this damn family was growing, thank god that bitch is too old to give birth. I had four sisters, and two brothers. We were a large family, the oldest of us was my brother who was nearly 19, and the youngest my other brother who was 13 I believe. Hell, I barely could remember my age, fuck the little twerp. All of the bitches in this family where close to the same age, a set of twin 16 year olds, and a 15, and 14 year old. They all seemed to find a way to make me want to slit their throats. We all had the similar trait of being rather pushy, and in need of attention. My oldest brother was a shining star, always finding a way to steal the limelight. Therefore I found my attention from other dealers. 

My mother does nothing, and I don't really care what my father does. He makes a lot of money, and that's all that mattered. I didn't need money, thank god I was blessed with good looks. Our parents weren't in anyway attractive, but a few of us got lucky. Others of us were stuck looking like a sweaty dwarf. I had little care in what they thought. I didn't need to be told what to do, and when I was caught it didn't matter cause both of our parents could use a training lesson in discipline. Most of my siblings kept their mouth shut when I went on my nightly routines. They all knew I had something to throw them under the bus, if they ever even thought to double cross me. 

We had housemaids, and men who ran around in little suits. Though most of our men had been fired, except the wrinkly old one. I couldn't help but find the young ones enticing. Once father found out what they did with his little girl, it was back to the streets with them. I loved to play with the futures of others, knowing I had control over a persons downfall. Life was just a game, and to the victor goes the spoils.