04-05-2010, 01:09 AM
It was three in the morning, and Kat was just getting over her shift at the fighting rallies. She was in the back changing area with the other girls - the sign girls and the extra refs and the announcer girls. There was a small TV on one of the tables, and it was tuned in to the news. R-K, the lead singer of e-MERGEncy, was dead. Kat's gray-blue eyes widened in shock. "No..."
"OMG! Isn't that your favorite band, Kat?" Asked one of the sign girls, looking from the TV to the red-head. Kat nodded, silent as she stared at the small television screen. When the news went to other things, Kat seemed to finally be able to blink, and started moving again, gathering up some stuff and putting them in her small heart with bat wings back pack. "I have to go home now." She said numbly, quickly walking out of the building, ignoring anyone's attempts to stop her. She got outside, holding her motorcycle helmet, and stratled her red ninja. Kicking it into gear, she put her helmet on and sped down the dark streets back to her crappy apartment.
Kat parked her motorcycle, took the key, put it in her back pack, and headed up the stairs to her apartment number 6, slipping her helmet off and shaking her long hair out. She got into her apartment, locking the door behind her, and setting her things down on the kitchen table. She sighed and took a shower and crawled into bed, curling up into a ball. A single tear escaped from her eye as she fell asleep.
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The next day, Kat woke up, groaning and curling up into an even tighter ball. It was far too warm in her bed, and she didn't want to get up. She looked up at her alarm clock, which said 8:13. She less then two hours before her shift started at 10:00 at La Grenque's, the restaurant she worked at as a waitress.
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