 Evil Hungry Angst Vampire
Ashleigh rolled her eyes ath the boy. This was the reason why she was so upset about being here in the first place - everyone seemed so out of it, such freaks and morons. He looked nervous, annoyed, insecure and like a freak, was being paranoid for no reason. Why anyone would want to send Ashleigh here, she had no idea. She, unlike other people (ahem) didn't have a fear of everything in the world.
As he turned around to hiss at her, she rolled her eyes. Oh please, this girl had looked down the barrel of a gun as a newborn... There was no way this was making her scared. She crossed her arms and got up to get as close as she could to him, her face inches from his. "And wouldn't you rather be heading to a barber shop, Gothic? Oh, that's right. You can't see an inch in front of your face." She smirked, her left hand on her hip, her blonde hair brushed away from her face with her right hand.
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this is for the kids who ain't got no soul!
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