Radioactive CHAPTER 1: Three A girl lay on her bed. Unmoving, seemingly uncaring. Long blonde hair, which grew to her thighs, was tangled around her. Pink colored eyes stared at the ceiling, and loud music blasts in her ears. 'I wonder... Was I really meant to be this way?' She comtaplated this daily. "Mallory! Get up, it's your first day!" A voice screeched from downstairs. Mallory, sighing as she rolled off her bed, took a shower and picked out her clothes. She wore a pink long sleeve zip up thats arms went over her hands, a black mid thigh length pair of shorts, white tights, and black combat boots. Mallory plugged her earbuds in her ears. She walked out the door, into an eerie corridor, then down the stairs. Mallory kept going, past her "mother." Her mother, Thalia, turned to her. "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" Mallory shook her head, before grabbing her messenger bag and heading out the door. 'I don't understand why she's trying so hard to make me fit in that family. They're not my own, so why try?' Mallory thought. Mallory was placed in custody of the Smith family, because her mother and father were Alex and Michael Goldschdmit, a Modern Bonie and Clyde. Mallory was the apple of her parents eye, they'd do anything for her, give her anything she wanted, but she wasn't selfish. Mallory barely asked for anything, because she was glad she had a family. But the police caught her one day at her school, forced her into a foster home, hoping her parents would be lured in and arrested. 'Stupid police. Stupid foster people. Stupid everything!' Mallory shook her head in frustration, and finally arrived at the bus stop, where two other girls stood. The first one, a black haired gir with black eyes, she was African American. She wore a leather jacket, white tee shirt, black skint jeans, and white black, and gray Jordan's. The second, was a blonde girl with bright blue eyes, and pale skin. She wore a white spaghetti strap dress, with yellow four inch high heels, and yellow sunglasses. She already knew the name of both of them. "Sassy Lacy." The first girl turned around, giving a playful, friendly sneer. "And Mary-Jay Williams." She stated, seeing The blonde turn around and smile. "Mallory Goldschdmit." Sassy laughed, and Mary shook her head. "How did they catch you? Last time I saw ya, you're parents said they weren't takin' any of ya' alive!" Sassy exclaimed. "Mom and Dad got a speeding ticket and someone ended up hijacking our trip. They escaped but the police shot me with some kind of tranquilizer." Mallory rolled her eyes. "Daddy and I are in the protection program, said something about assassination or whatever." Mary sighed. "Mom got hauled in for selling drugs again, so I'm staying with my uncle for the time being." Sassy frowned at this. "I didn't think we'd all end up in London though, not even in the same country." Mallory said. "Well, let's just try to be ignored for now, since we don't want to be made fun of. Even though we all know how to bury a body!" Mary joked. The three laughed. Then finally, the red bus arrived. "A DOUBLE DECKER SCHOOL BUS?!" Mary and Mallory said in unison. "It's England stupids, they do it fancy, unlike Germans and Americans."(NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE OF THESE COUNTRIES!!!) Sadsy got on the bus. "Hey!" Mary exclaimed.