★ DIAMOND CURTIS ★ is a resident of Philadelphia who is a part of the LOW class, and pays the bills by being a STRIPPER.
Age: 19
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ASEEM BLACK: She’s seen him around the club a few times, and he’s showed love. There’s something about him that has drawn her in, but she has yet to spark up a conversation. Also, word around the club is that is Mariah’s brother.
MARIAH BLACK: Co-workers, and that’s pretty much it. In the stripping business there isn’t room for friends really.
★ BELLA BANKS ★ is a resident of Philadelphia who is a part of the LOW class, and pays the bills by being a BARTENDER.
Age: 23
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MICAH WALL: She slept with her boyfriend at the time, and feels no way about it. The two knew each other back when they were younger, so at the end of the day she feels like that dick belong to her. The two aren’t friends at all.
WILLIE JONES: Childhood friend, and the man she claims she ever loved. Right now they are in a bad place, because he confessed to her that it will only be sex between the two of them. However, the dick has her hooked and she can’t just let it go.
★ MICAH WALL ★ is a resident of Philadelphia who is a part of the LOW class, and pays the bills by being a WAITRESS.
Age: 22
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TOKYO WEST: Tokyo is a few years older than her, but the two girls grew up in the same neighborhood. Anytime she needed a place to stay Micah’s parents would let her come over. That’s why now she feels like it is her duty to be there for her. The girls are good friends.
WILLIE JONES: The two have been broken up for a couple months now, but the boy just doesn’t seem to get the hint. He knows he messed up, but also realizes he had a good thing. Micah says she is over him, but sometimes when he goes the extra mile she catches herself falling back into his arms.
BELLA BANKS: She was the girl that she caught sleeping with her man, and the nicest way to put it is that they carry themselves differently.
Tagged: Max Redmont
Time and Location: 30/05/13, 5am, Redmont/Anderson Residence
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Side Notes: Part 3/3 of the Eyes on Fire trilogy.
Fucking William Trestle. All of this started, because of him. If the coward hadn’t disappeared without a trace, leave her hanging by a single thread, no one would be in this mess. Avery would be happy – still blinded by love, but happy – and James wouldn’t be back in the picture. Max may have preferred the Amity boy over the Dauntless one, but he believed no one was good enough for his baby sister. And no one ever will.
A tall, blonde figure exited one of the rooms, and Max looked up. She was standing there, in a silk, white robe, her hands protectively hugging her own body. “Avery?”
“You haven’t got any sleep again, have you?”
Max furrowed his eyebrows, it wasn’t Avery. But, they looked so similar and, in his state, you could hardly blame him. “Oh, no, Chelley.” He rubbed his eyes and watched as his older sister sighed, shook her head, and began to head for the kitchen. “Why are you up, anyway?” he asked. None of the Adams siblings had a particular like to the sunrise, but Richelle was at least able to force herself up in the morning. Still, even this was early for her.
“I had a thought,” she replied in a nonchalant tone, turning on the jug.
“A thought? What kind of thought?” Everything was a blur in his eyes; he had barely noticed when Richelle had come back. She sat down two cups of tea on the coffee table and sat on the single couch. He reached for a cup and took a sip, and smirked when he realized something extra was put into the brew. “You didn’t.”
“I did.”
“But you’re straight edge.”
“I thought you needed something to calm you down.” Richelle chuckled and took a drink herself, “so I stole some of your stash. Don’t worry, I only put in a tiny amount. Now lie down.”
Max had another mouthful and placed the mug back on the surface, then did as instructed. He was already beginning to relax, something he hadn’t done all week. “You never told me what your thought was,” he informed Richelle, giving his big sister a dopey smile.
Richelle hesitated, but finally began to speak. “I believe... change is coming,” she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. It was like she was afraid that the house was bugged; that someone else was listening in on their conversation. “I don’t know what, Maxxie, but something’s up. I don’t think it has anything do with Avery, it’s... bigger.”
But by the time Richelle had finished explaining, Max was already on the verge of sleep. He hadn’t been paying attention but, as he drifted off, his mind repeated the words back to him. Change was coming. The seed was planted in his mind and, for some strange reason, he believed it.
