``~Marcus Vixanna Ross }}
[[ If you see Black italics that's the narrator xD ]]
" Dark outside..." She muttered. A Girl with long pink hair and ocean blue eyes with slightly pale skin looked around as she covered her lips with her sleeve, to prevent herself from sneezing. She was Seventeen and walking around during a darken sky. She knew few people in her area were disappearing. She figure it was vacationing. Apparently her father thought otherwise.
She sighed as put both of her hands into the pockets of her hoodie. And walked faster. Her combat boots clicked on the ground. " At least I know where I'm going." She muttered. Indeed Miss. " Great..I'am crazy." Far from it. " And The narrator doing me decides to torture me?" Not always. " And thus he continues to speak!" She sighed. Hey who said I was he? " I did you voice sounds like a guy so it must be a dude controlling me? " Nah. I'am women, I'm you just..Narrating your life per say.
" Lovely..So I sound like a dude? " ..............No, look just grrrr. " I piss her off." Marcus smirked.
If you piss me off why do you have guy name?! ha! " My birth mum wanted a boy." She muttered. " And named me Marcus so can it." Burn much? " Shut up." She muttered again and continued walking, ignoring the voice telling her part in this love-"I THINK WE KNOW!" She shouted. Okay..I get it...
She huff and looked forward with a sour pout.
