Cain had sat there half of her stuff was already unpacked. Her feminine stuff was under the bed and hidden with other stuff she brought. Her cloths in her closet that wasnt filled with your cloths. She had logical found the bed that was hers. She was sitting listening to death metal. When she saw you were talking to her she lowered her music to 10 from 50 and took one earphone off. Even though her loco father had given her punk cloths, she was more of the bad type. She gave a hard time to all the teachers. And a hard time to the principal. It was due to the fact that she seen to many teachers and she knew all to easily how to push there buttons. Her father had told her before she went to this school "if you mess this up. Im not going to cover your ass anymore." He had gotten her ass out of hard situations. and this was one thing she was in need to care for. If she doesnt want to get hurt.<br/>She looked at you. "What?" She said. She didnt hear everything you said. When she spoke she had to speak in a low dull like tone. Due to the fact she was a female. And if she spoke in a normal tone, everyone would either think 'someone didnt drop there balls' or 'what the fuck, is someone gay.' she sat there looking at you. With her thick eyeliner eyes. And one eye mostly covered with her brown red hair. She had her back on the wall and her dirty boots on her bed.<br/>((dont worry i dont care how crude the language is. Im that way also. I also just to let you know that my paragraphs might be short but ill try to lengthen them))