Chatterbox: Inkwell

Ise; Story One; Chapter One;

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With skin the color of milk, eyes that looked like morning dew, and moon-colored lips, Ise never quite fit in. Of course it didn't help that she had no idea who her family was, being found by a lake as a toddler with no recollection of her past three years.;;;;;;;;;

She was in a foster home for three years, till a sweet couple took her in. By then she had been named Mia, but she had been nicknamed Ise from the youngest daughter in the Foster family. It stuck, and nobody ever called her anything different. She even signed her name as 'Ise' with a pretty swirl on the end of the 'e'.;;;;;;;;;;;;;

She had been homeschooled till she was eleven, this year, and was starting public school in two days, even though she made it clear to her Auntie Jean and Uncle Tom that she was not happy with that decision.;;;;;;;;;;;;

"Auntie," she pouted, purtruding her pale lip out, "please don't make me go! You know how people tease me awfully, even now!" ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Auntie Jean shook her head, making her brown curls bounce. "Ise, sweetheart, we talked about this. You're going to school, now don't be a brat about it!";;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Ise shook her own long white hair, "Fine, but...atleast, can you get me some makeup? Maybe I can put on a bronzer or something..." She smiled, revealing extra-white teeth. "Eh...fine." Auntie Jean decided to give in, "We'll go today...right now in fact, go get your bag.";;;;;;;;;;;

Ise grinned and ran up the stairs, she grabbed her purse and ran back down.
"Let's go!" she cried running out the door.