Our Dysfunctional Family {FATHER NEEDED!}

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Laughing, she watched his back warily. Truthfully she wasn't pleased that with the new news. Sighing, she got up and then walked away towards the door. There wouldn't be another day to stay here and be happy. Slamming the front door, she sat outside and laughed quietly. She did love Reid, he was the best.[/fancypost]
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    As everyone else got pissed and went one way or another, Jerryana simply fixed herself a plate of spaghetti, sat down, and read a book on Quantum Physics. She didn't completely hate her family, but really had no other emotion for them. So she didn't reply to them, she was content if she was ignored by them.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Skylar knocked on the Freeman's door happily. Ariel had just left the building and now she felt unsure. "Hey Jerryana!" she called out, messing with her ravenous black hair.[/fancypost]
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    Putting down her book, Jerryana walked to the door with a skip in her step. She pulled it open and a slight smile appeared on her face. "Hi." She said. It was the most genuine greeting she had given that day.

    Chris leaned up against the wall, glancing out the window. He watched when Skylar came up, smiled to himself, then went downstairs. He loved to be mean to Jerryana and her friends, and now was his chance.

    Jerryana's smile faded when she heard someone come down the stairs. And seeing it was Chris was no picnic either. She had two friends in this world and Chris just had to hate them.

    Chris lit a cigarette, walking towards them. He put on a fake smile. "Hello, dear sister." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, like he actually liked her. Then he turned his gaze towards Skylar, then shot her a hateful glare.

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    [size=10][font=times new roman][color=black]Calliope stopped crying as she heard the voice of her son and stood up wiped her tears, and opened the door. "Yes Reid?" She smiled at him.

    Coughing from the smell of him,Jerryana tried to push him away. "Get off of me." She said weakly, with hints if disgust in her voice. She liked the idea if getting a hug from her brother wether he did drugs or not- but only if it was real.

    Chris dropped his arm from around her shoulder. "Don't like hugs?" He asked teasingly. "So what girly things are you and Skylar doing today?" He asked, deciding to hang around for a bit longer.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Skylar's heart lurched. She waved at Chris and grabbed Jerryana's wrist, yanking her away from him. "Chris you look as well as ever," she tried with a small smile, she really didn't feel like being messed with today. If only Vincent where here.[/fancypost]
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    Jerryana squeaked as she was pulled forward. In a moment of anger she slammed the door on her brother's face once outside. "Thanks for that." She said to Skylar.

    Chris faked another smile, which quickly vanished. "Skylar, it's always a pleasure seeing you." He backed up when Jerryana slammed the door in his face. "This isn't over, dear sister." He mumbled to himself, then went back to his room.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]"I swear one day he'll do something bad to me, I can feel it," she whispered with a shudder. "Anywho. What happened with Ariel? She hopped in some car and drove away," she asked,eyeing the door while biting her fingers.[/fancypost]
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    "I don't know. Last I saw she was talking with Reid." said Jerryana. With her ring finger she pushed her glasses back against the bridge of her nose. "I heard yelling, but in this house that could have been literally anyone."

    Name: Zachary (Zack)
    Age: 17
    Gender: Male
    Family Position: Second oldest son (?)
    Flaws: -Bullies younger siblings (except Chris), occasionally tries to bully Reid
    -Sides with his father, mainly because he was mostly brought up by him
    -Detests his mother, thinks she's a whiny lil b*tch
    -Violent
    Personality: Zack couldn't really care less about most people's feelings, and he always tries to dominate the situation. At home, he tries to make almost everyone's life h*ll, but in school, he hides it all with a charming grin. The seventeen-year old tends to flare up easily, and it doesn't take much to ruffle his feathers.
    Love Life: Zachary has a rather steady love life, although he has had a history of being abusive.
    Likes: Chilling out on his own, making others afraid of him
    Dislikes: Not being in charge of the situation, being outsmarted
    Picture:
    Other: NA

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Skylar shrugged, laughing. "I'd simply suspect that too. So, do we walk back in and face hell or go elsewhere. Truthfully I wouldn't dare go back in but sometimes things go. Plus you know I love spaghetti," she said with a smile. Yep. Noodles. Messy noodles.[/fancypost]
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    Chris glanced out his bedroom window, watching them. He could have went outside and bugged them some more, but he decided against it. He put the cigarette out, then tossed it in the trash.

    Well this was a hard decision. Either pasta and harassment, or no harassment... but also no Pasta. "Lets make a dash for the spaghetti. You grab the pot, I'll grab the sauce jar, and our picnic basket and we can have a spaghetti feast in the park." Ah, the picnic basket. It should have plates, silverware, and a blanket safely packed inside... It's not like the family had ever actually gone on a picnic before so everything should still be there.