After a long day's work

[Jared Knight]

Jared waved goodbye to the last customer before walking over and locking up the shop. He flicked the switch to darken the "Open" light and rolled down the blinds. There was a little blood on the floor so he got the mop and bucket out of the cupboard. He filled the bucket with hot water from the kettle then added a little disinfectant then began cleaning the floor. There wasn't that much blood but he decided to wash the whole floor anyway. Infinity prided itself on being the cleanest and best parlour for miles around. He washed out the mop when he was done then tipped the water down the drain. He put both the mop and bucket back in the cupboard then started up the inner staircase to the flat above.

Once upstairs he went straight into the bedroom that he and his sister shared, to change his clothes. Marie was sitting on the bed reading a magazine when he came in. "Hey Ri," he said, making his way to the closet. "Good day at school?"

[Mercedes Kearney]

Marie looked up and smiled. "It was ok I guess." She wasnt going to tell her brother that she skipped third and lunch to make out with Derek in his car. Hell he didnt even know aboyt her and Derek for that matter and she really didnt want him ot find out. She streched then quickly stashed Dereks jacket under her bed foregetting that she was wearing it. "how was work today Jar Jar" she said with a smiled

[Jared Knight]

He wrinkled his nose, opening the closet doors. "It was gross," he replied, searching through the clothes. "I did a dragon for this girl thismorning and she threw up everywhere!" He tried to put the image out of his head. Just the thought of it made him want to puke. He pulled a red sweater off of a hanger and chucked it onto his bed. He slammed the doors shut and pulled his own black t-shirt off over his head. He hung it over his bed post then sat down on the bed beside the sweater.

[Marie Knight]

Marie crinkled her nose. "That is absolutly nasty" Hopefully Jared had cleaned the place up enough so it wouldnt smell like puke. "who the hell throws up when they get a tattoo?" When Marie got her tattoo that Jared didnt know about because it would be awkward having your brother tattoo your boyfriends name on your back, she took it like a champ. "So whats for dinner" Marie and Jared switched cooking shifts and it was his turn tonight

[Jared Knight]

Jared shrugged, laying back on the bed. He couldn't be bothered to put the sweatshirt on straight away as it was hot in their cramped little room. "What sort of thing do you fancy? We could have a pasta bake or something like that?" He wasn't feeling very inventive just then and didn't want to stand cooking for hours, however, he wouldn't have Marie eating junk food.

[Marie Knight]

Marie sighed. Jared tried so hard to cook but he wasnt the best either. "Theres some wheat pasta sauce and low fat cheese in the fridge just throw that together and I can make some salads." Marie was a health freak because she had to stay healthy in order to be the best dancer she could. SHe stood up and walked into the kitchen and waited for Jared

[Jared Knight]

Jared nodded, sat up and grabbed the sweater. As he was pulling it over his head he mumbled, "Ri, is it true you have a boyfriend?" He'd over heard some kids chatting in the mall the day before but hadn't had the time or courage to ask her about it up untill then.

[Marie Knight]

Marie began to get the salad things out of the fridge. She really didnt want to tell Jared that her and Derek were now more than just friends. She began to chop up some lettuce and put it into bowls. 'Well, you know Derek, right?" Of course he knew Derek, but Marie just wasnt sure how he felt about him

[Jared Knight]

Once he had his shirt on he followed her out into the living area of the small flat. "Yea, I know him..." He wanted to hear more before going off on one. He was really protective of his little sister and although he could be a bore sometimes, it was only because her cared. He walked over to the fridge and got out the cheese.

[Marie Knight]

She moved onto the tomatoes, being quite harsh with them as if they had done something wrong to her knowing that she was going to get a bitching for this. "Well I met up with him last week when I can back from New York and he confessed that our feelings were mutual so were together now" All of this was said extremly fast in hopes that Jared wouldnt understand what she had siad

[Jared Knight]

Jared turned to look at her holding the cheese. "Ri, he's a nazi! He's not a nice guy. You could do so much better!" He slammed the cheese down on the counter and ripped open the cupboard door, looking for the pasta. He pulled it out, kicked the door shut and poured it into a chrome saucepan.

[Marie Knight]

Marie huffed then glared back at him. 'God damn it Hunter. You dont know him like I do. He loves me and cares about me thats all that matters." She went to the fridge and pulled out the rest of the salad stuff but dropped the cucumber and as she picked it up her shirt went up revealing her tattoo that had Dereks name in black cursive writing and black wings on the sides

[Jared Knight]

Jared saw the tattoo, his mouth hanging open. "Fuck, Marie. You let that thug brand you?!" He'd done enough tattoos for silly little school girls who thought their love would last for ever but he'd thought his sister was different. "And I may not know him but i've seen some of the black guys he's kicked the shit out of!"

[Marie Knight]

Marie clenched her jaw and then began chopping, well more like dicing the vegetables. " Jared it was my choice. Im not six and its tradition for all of the gang members girlfriends to get tattoos." She looked over at him and then went back to the vegetables. "He is really sweet caring person when you get to know him, hell he basically saved my life last year." She was refering to her almost being raped and Derek beating the shit out of the guy

[Jared Knight]

"Are you even listening to yourself?" he asked incredulously. "He's in a gang, for christ's sake! He's bad news." He didn't even want to look at her any more, so picked up the saucepan, took it to the stove and turned the gas on. He picked up a wooden spoon and began stirring, even though the pasta didn't need it yet.