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A Broken Butterfly - Juliet
Name: Juliet Francois (Pronun.-Fran-swa)
Age: 18
Looks:
http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/6670600/2/istockphoto_6670600-green-eye-teenager.jpg
Personality: Shy, quiet, but when she needs to stand up, independent, strong and stubborn.

Name: Ayden Delacia (Pronun.-Da-lace-ee-a_)
Age: 20
Looks:
http://www.twistmagazine.com/upload/March 31 Joe Jonas.jpg
Personality: Strong, leader, independent, stubborn and headstrong, hot-headed (gets mad easily)

Chapter 1
The sun hid behind a large building miles away as I worked on my family's car. I was screwing the last screw into the windshield wiper when I felt a drop of rain fall from the sky and hit me on the cheek. I finished screwing it in and then gathered up all my tools and headed inside. I brushed the sweat off of my forehead as I run up the stairs of our beaten down appartment building.
Hold on, let me rewind and introduce myself. I'm Juliet Francois and I'm 18 years old. I live with my mother, siblings and grandmother in Lyon, France (look it up :)) in an old apartment building. I work on cars to bring in some money. Yeah, I know, strange how I could repair a car with no engine, oil tank or suspension; but it's possible. I enjoy cooking which could be a good thing seeing as how I do it three times a day; but I don't mind it.
I walked up to my door and opened it, seeing as how we awlays kept it unlocked. The people on our apartmen complex had enough respect for each other because it was just so hard in the area that we lived in in France.
I greeted my little sister and brother that sat on the floor in our living room playing with their train set. We had clothes, toys, food and all the neccessities (sp?) so we could get by; everyone had things that they needed and even some things that they just wanted. We had all agreed that we just needed each other to survive.
I gave them each a kiss on the head then walked to the bathroom for a hot shower. When I got into the bathroom, I locked the door and glanced into the mirror. My arms, legs, face and neck were covered in grease and black smudges. My dark brown hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail with a baseball cap on. My green eyes had purple shadows underneath them and i run my fingers along the tinted bruises. I grimaced at my look. I undressed and let my hair down then stepped into the hot shower.
After getting clean, I simply let my muscles relax and breathed deeply for a few minutes. Then got out and wrapped myelf in a towel. I walked to my bedroom an shut the door then got dressed in a pair of jeans and a hoodie. I skipped out my door and to the kitchen then started to prepare a pasta for dinner. While the pasta was sitting, I prepared a salad and sliced some chicken for the sides.
After everything was done, I yelled "Dinnertime!" and almost immediately, everyone was at the table. We all laughed and talked for a little while until my mom got into the conversation. "By the way, Juliet, I need to speak with you after dinner."
My sisters, Joanna and Amelia, and my brother, Brian, started to "oooooooooh" and tease me until my mom butted in. "No, Juliet isn't in trouble. I just need to speak with her...in a good way" She smiled her wonderful grin that made the whole world shine around her. "I couldn't help but mirror it.
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Okay, this is all I have so far. Feedback! Gotta gotta go to vball practice but I might update tonight! Thanks!
-BrokenButterfly :)