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Name:Lacy Demiro
Called:Lac(Lace)
Gender:Female
Age:18
Looks-
Hair:Lacy has thick black hair that falls just below her neck, and is cut in layers. Most of the time she straightens it, but naturally it his relaxed curls.
Build:She is slim, but had the muscle make up for her to be fast and actually quite strong.
Skin:A shade inbetween sun kissed and deeply tanned.
Eyes:Hazel
Other-
Car:Ford F 550 super duty
Phone:Blackberry curve
Other:None

Lacy was curled up in the thick blankets covering her bed, cold air rushed into her room from a strong breeze swirling through the window. A shudder came down her spine and she pulled her eyes open. She sat upright and her eyes scanned the room lightly before she climbed out of the covers and walked into her small bathroom. One of her hands moved through the curls of her hair, and she gathered it up into a ponytail slipping a hair band over it. She strode into her closet and changed out of her shorts and t shirt, and into a pair of stonewashed jeans paired with a hunter green long sleeved shirt. Quietly slipping out of her roon, she made her way into the kitchen pulling her bag off of a table and sneaking out of the front door. Her eyes fell to her truck and she rushed into it, soon backing out of the driveway and turning onto the road to the school. As she neared the school she saw more and more pepole noticing the male's more than anything, her stomach tightened slightly and she sunk a little bit deeper into the seat of the drivers side.

Lacy pulled into a parking spot as close to the school as possible..In and out...She wanted to spend as little time as possible there. She tossed her bag across her torso, and pushed the door to her large truck open. Hopping out, her eyes followed her feet ocasionally comming up to watch were she was going. A sigh escaped her lips as she entered the school and made her way to her locker, pushing her bag into it after taking out the books for her first class. She jumped slightly as the bell rang, and she began walking to class.

Lacy flinched as someone bumped against her, body tensing up instantly. "S'okay." She murmered in reply, her eyes not looking up to see who it was. Her lungs took in deep breaths trying to soothe herself as she entered the room for class. She slid into her usual seat and opened her book.

Lacy glanced up as the teacher walked in, she leaned back against the seat and pulled open her notebook as he began the lesson. She blocked everything out, except the words that were flowing from the teachers mouth.

Lacy simply ignored it, and brushed it out of her hair. If it weren't for her little 'accident' and she was still herself, they both would be on the ground allready... Her head snapped up as another male yelled at the two behind her. Holy Crap She thought, pepole didn't 'stand up' for her very often...Well actually, never.

Lacy looked back up to the teacher , and glanced down at her notebook as he began again. The hour droning on longer than usual. The rest of school was 'uneventful' and she let out a sigh of relife as the last bell of the day sounded, and she walked out of history back to her locker, and began gathering up homework assignments.

Lacy closed her locker, and looked around. Her eyes fell to the guy that had somewhat stood up for her earlier talking to the guy shooting spitballs at her...She put her bag across her shoulder, lightly Leaning against her locker, her eyes cautiously followed the two.

Lacy sucked in a deep breath, and clutched the strap of her bag tighter. Her eyes were horor strucken, it brought back to much. She turned and made her way out of the school as fast as she could, her heart pounding out of her chest.

Lacy hurried into her truck, and rested her head against the steering wheel attempting to get her breath. She clenched her eyes together fighting with the tears that were attempting to push their way through.

Lacy's breaths were becoming more steady, yet they were still shaky. She lifted her head and let her hair down, thes soft curls cascading around her face. Glancing out her window she saw the male sitting on the curb, and she bit her lower lip. She felt like it was her fault...She brought it on. Turning the key in the ignition she pulled up beside him, "are you ok?" She asked glancing down, breath still shaky.

"That sort of thing, just brings up memories I don't really want to think about." She murmered eyes lowering slightly. She brushed her hair behind her ear and looked back at the guy.