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[SWASTIKA TEARS ALTER]

Swastika walked out of the main building into the courtyard. Nobody interesting seemed to be about, and she sighed. Where were all the amusing people? Probably either sacked out, drunk, or high as a kite. Swastika herself was slightly tipsy, and the taste of vodka was fresh on her tongue. The girl was an alcoholic, and it was rare to find her completely sober, but often she didn't load herself up fully with alcohol until the night time, party time.

Her eyes scanned the courtyard, taking in everyone's different outfits. It was obvious that the day was a Saturday, because nobody was wearing the boring uniform they all had to wear. Swastika herself usually ignored the rules and wore whatever she wanted, as a few other people did, but the majority of the people wanted to get the hell out of the Juvie and weren't willing to take any risks while there that might lengthen their sentence for any reason. Swastika personally didn't care that much, the only bad thing about the juvie, after all, was being trapped.

Swastika's corset piercings were on the sides of her body, and were hidden by her strapless plaid red and black dress. She was wearing a thing red ribbon in them today, though, you wouldn't know that unless you stripped her down. On her feet she was wearing high heeled boots that came up to maybe the middle of her calves, and clacked when she walked. She had a ring on her right hand that said 'Bite Me' on it, and her necklace was of an evil looking bunny on top of crossbones. Her earrings were plaid, just like her dress, and had white skulls on them. Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her lips were a shiny pink, due to her makeup choices that day and her fingernails were painted red, to match her dress.

Passing through the courtyard, and then leaving it, wasn't very entertaining and Swastika hoped that some interesting, fun, and exciting people would be about in the sitting area. A lot of the kids that went to the sitting area only where there for their drug fixes, but Swastika generally went there to find fun people. She wasn't a drug addict, surprisingly, and so drugs didn't matter that much to her. They didn't matter at all, in fact.

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[VENOM PIXIE VELLETIERE]

The click of a door woke Venom from her sleep. Her icy blue eyes opened slowly and they lazily glared over to the door as they saw the handle being moved, through the small window she could see one of the guards, her head was down as she moved the key her black bangles not letting anyone see her eyes. Venom just lay there on the cold bed, one hand over her forehead, her breathing slow and steady her head facing the ceiling but her eyes facing the door. They guard's unamused voice told her that she was able to be with the other juvies and that she already had a regular cell and her mom had shipped a few stuff to her that would be handed to Venom once they checked them out. She did not bother on replying and just lazily slid off of her bed and stood up walking out of the isolation cell with uniform in hand.

The light was almost blinding for the first few secnds, the light piss color of the walls was sopn to be revelead a pus white. Venom was not surprised by the depressing look of the place, at first she had imagined that it would have the same piss color walls that resembled normal public schools, white neon white lights and dirty tiles. The last two were right, it resembled a school and a hospital either way it had a boring and souless aspect to it, and as Venom's heels echoed around the hallway she was able to take in all the noises. She had been removed from society and now she was going back to the society that was removed by society. As she walked around the hallway Venom began to wonder if being away from the isolation cells any different, so far she was hating the people she was seeing.

Venom crossed her arms , covering the top of her black leather corset with straps. Her hips swayed side to side making both her platinum blond hair and her pleated plaid skirt sway with them. Now that she was looking at the people she was regretting the fact that she had gone back to the platinum blond hair that she was born with. A few weeks before she had blood red hair that match her blood covered hands. Now she had neon purple underlights some chucnks were already fading and having a purplish/blueish tint that was pissing her off. Her hateful stare scanned her room as she was handed the box full of posters. Venom rolled her eyes, it was so typical that her mom would buy her grotesque and dark poster instead of actually bailing her out. The blond remembered her mom's words. she had been shocked about her daughter's charges and still belived that she was innocent and had been a victim of peer pressure. She also remembered that her mom promised her to bail her out once she had the time, which Venom knew it meant that she was going to stay in the detention center for awhile.

After placing all the poster on the walls, she looked around and found a place to hide the ecstacy she had stored in her bra. Right after she had been checked in she was sent to the isolation cell for hitting a guard who had decided to grab Venom's arm. They had been so busy trying to control the girl that they didn't even bother check if she had any weapons or drugs on her. The second day of her solitary confinment she hid th ecstacy and small bottle of absinthe, a few minutes later she was being searched, they took both her knifes and her razor and gave her a uniform that she refused to wear. The third day she spend staring at a stupid wall for god knows how many hours before they told her she could leave, and now she was looking around for a place to hid her drugs once more.

Staring at her new room, a guard came once more to tell her that she wasn't allowed to stay in her room and that she had to go somewhere. Venom agreed and left without a word, she first reached the lounge, there was too many people there for her liking. She continued to move around the detention center and found the exit that lead to the outside of the juvenile. The sun was almost painful, she wrinkled her nose and closed her eyes , her mouth was slightly opened and her vampire fangs were shown. Venom opened her eyes and looked at the people in the courtyard, she found two girls linking arms as they laughed about something while sucking on lollipops. Then there was a group of boys playing basketball and then there was a couple making out/ She found all of them pathetic, acting as if they weren't in juvie, trying to forget that their lives were fucked up and that most fo them wouldn't get out until they hit the maximum age.

The thought sparked another though, where were her friends. Where they in other detention centers around the country or were they free? She was hoping they were in the same situation she was in, hopefully their judges didn't feel like the whole "she made us do it" thing was a good enough excuse to forgive murder and torture.She dreaded the fact that they were free, and happy that they weren't under he watchful eye and twisted mind. She smirked at the thought of her friends being confused and frustrated, yes they did something against the law but if they hadn't they would have to endure Venom's punishment and that was never a good thing.

Her thought were interrupted by a guy who was half and inch away from her face, he was asking fo drugs or something amongst those lines. Her eyes narrowed and she bore her fangs, grabbing the guy's collar she pulled hip closer "fuck off dipshit" she hissed followed by death threats that only he culd hear. He seemed to be taken aback by her sharp canines, her favorite birthday gift had been when her parents allowed her to get a tattoo and file her canines. Pushing the guy back Venom continued to walk and finally stopped leaning against a wall near a girl, she didn't seem like a druggie which was good since it meant Venom would not be bothered again
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