#resistauthority

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[regaliism-blog]

oh dear sister of mine;

         Pushing her way past the material door of the tent that she shared with a few other girls from the camp. The red head pushed her wavy locks out of the way of her hazel-green eyes. Acacia looked around at the fenced off camp. People were digging into their rationed breakfast, whereas others were working on weapons and other handmade devices to improve to defences for the camp. Acacia looked left to right for either Clarke or Octavia, she'd befriended the two girls quite easily. 

         As Acacia walked further into the heart of the camp she caught sight of her half-sister. The two had barely spoken since they had been thrown onto the Earth together. They'd never spoken to each other on the Ark. Acacia had never made it her plan to. Her father had told her about the affair he had with a married woman a few years after her mother passed. To know that her snake of a father cheated on her mother simply broke her heart. The redhead placed her dirty, dainty hands on her hips as she stood in front of the dark haired girl who resembled her father more than she did.

         ❝ So, are we gonna talk about this or          continue to make it awkward between us? ❞