PROLOGUE
The mirror of the small bathroom was fogged and a figure in the shower turned off the faucet. A lightly tanned hand reached on and grabbed a towel from the nearby rack. Pulling the towel behind the shower door, it opened.
Inside the shower was a teenaged black haired girl. She was of average height with the towel wrapped around her body. She reached for another towel and wrapped it around her hair. She traveled the short distance to the mirror and wiped it off; seeing her reflection.
There was a soft knock on the bathroom door. The teen opened the door to see a young African girl standing there in pajamas with a teddy bear. The little girl looked exhausted.
"Redd," the little girl addressed the teen, "are ya gonna read me tha' story?"
"Ya', sweetie," the teen, Redd, responded, "Jus' let me get dress firs', okay?"
The little girl nodded and turned, going to her room. Redd strolled over to her room and shut the door.
One look inside her room, revealed where she got her name. The walls were a stark red; the bed had a red comforter with a black border. The head hoard was a dark cherry wood; as was the bedside table. The lamp in the table had a red shade over it.
Redd removed the towel from her head and walked over to her closet. Grabbing a random set clothes, she laid them on her bed.
Slipping off her towel and slipping on some undergarments; she picked up a white halter tank top that had a Black Sabbath skull on it and put it on. She shimmied into a pair of black skinny jeans with chain suspenders. She plugged in her skull earrings and slipped on her bangles. Grabbing her black beanie, red hoodie, and electronics, she walked to her little sister's room. Redd lightly tapped on the door before opening it.
"Lily," Redd spoke quietly, "ya still up?"
A tiny head of dark hair shifted under the pink comforter, but didn't rise. This proved the child to be asleep. Redd smiled and closed the door.
Redd walked out into the living room; finding her parents there. Her father was a burly German with a thick accent. Dark hair and eyes with a pencil thin line of facial hair. Her mother was a feminine Irishwoman. Although they adopted all their children, they loved their children more than anyone ever could.
Redd gave her both her parents a kiss on the head and continued into the small kitchen; where she found her other sister.
"'Ey, Monique," Redd addressed the, slightly, younger teen.
"Hi, Redd," Monique replied, "goin' out wiv da boys, again?"
"Yay," Redd sounded hesitant, "why?"
"Jus' curious," Monique said, flipping her long, cornrow braided hair over her left shoulder.
"Y're jus' curious 'bout Dennis, aren't ya?"
"No!" Monique blushed.
"Whatevah," Redd chuckled and started putting on her red Nike Jordan's and picking up her hooded biker vest, "I'll see ya later, 'k?"
"Ya'," Monique shrugged and nodded, "bye."
Redd walked to the door, saying 'bye' to her parents and opened the door, walking out. Shutting the door, she saw Pest down the hall; doing the same thing.
He was a little taller than her, same age; 16. He was standing there in a pair of baggy, blue jeans; orange striped, grey winter coat; blue hoodie and green 'Granny Magnet' t-shirt visible. Redd chuckled lightly at the shirt; his grandma had gotten it for him. Pest, hearing her, looked over and smiled.
"'Ey, baby," Pest said, smoothly.
"Hi, Pest," Redd said, walking over to him.
"Ready ta go?" Pest said while grabbing her waist.
"Ya'," Redd said, placing her hands on his elbows, "let's go me't up wiv the boys."
The two walked over to the set of elevator. Next to the elevators was the number eleven, painted in reddish orange. Pest pressed the down button and started talking to Redd as they waited for the lift.
When the elevator dinged and opened, they were met with Dennis Moses. Moses nodded in greeting and Dennis grinned. Pest and Redd walked onto the lift; still holding hands.
END OF PROLOGUE!
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