Post by mauve morganstern • 3f [kiah] on Aug 23, 2014 3:57:04 GMT -5
D A P H N E R I O T DISTRICT FOUR
"What you looking at punk? You like what you see huh? Well, do ya?"The question slips from my pink full lips dripping with attitude. I waddle over to the guy, (I have short legs you see) my finger poking the rock hard surface of his abbs. "Take a picture honey, it'll last longer." I flash him a wink, before flipping my platinum blonde hair over my left sholder and strutting away. Eat my shit.
It was normal for me to walk down the street and to have the eyes of many following my every step. It was because I was stunningly beautiful, obviously. I was like the perfect mirror image of an angel from heavens above. I mean I would be almost perfect if it wasn't for the fact that my dumb ass of a mother named me Daphne. Like are you serious? Who names anything Daphne? It was disgusting- you ever call me that and I will be the last thing you ever say, okay?
Just Call me Riot, though my mum does call me smart ass, or Miss Sass. She's not really fond of my attitude, but they cant be helped, can it? Its not like I can actually control my facial expressions- or even the words that slip from my lips. Thats like saying I can control gravity and I am no God. (surprised, right?)
I dont know who my dad is, but I am sure as hell nothing like my mother- maybe I am adopted? Mum refuses to tell me anything about the old man, maybe she cant remember his face? I think she is scared I'll make the same mistake.
Lets be real, she should be scared, what me being the catch I am.