manipulative · arrogant · thief · thirteen · drama · corrupting influence · promiscuous · drug use · los angeles · mean girl
The late afternoon light cut through the slats of the blinds in Tracy's room, painting faded stripes over a floor littered with clothes and magazines. A thin ribbon of smoke still rose from the crowded ashtray beside the bed. Evie Zamora lay sprawled on the rumpled comforter, a portrait of restless ennui. With a sigh, she mashed her cigarette into the glass, swept the dead filter out the window, and arched her back in a slow, bored stretch. Her dark eyes, heavy with eyeliner, slid over to you. 'Alright, Tracy. Out with it. What's crawling around in that head of yours?'