[color=#E38AAE][center][h2] Caebyn -Bynie- Danvers[/h2][/center][/color][hr]Bynie found her way to her room quickly after the announcement with the majority of the others.  Hoping into her bed excitedly she took her remote and scrolled to the video app. Clicking on it she was quite surprised at the small list of names that were available. Here she was convinced that she'd only be able to call her mom due to that being the only number she had memorized, but here were her mothers, fathers, work place, and even her grandmother's number listed neatly, waiting for her to select. She bit a knuckle weighing her options. She wasn't too worried about work, her mother or grandmother would be welcome warm voices. She longed for the comfort they brought her but she felt a nagging pull of guilt as she looked at her father's name on the screen. She was taken right from under his nose by men in hazmat suits, given goodness knows what excuse. He was probably so worried about her.  With a sad sigh she scrolled past her mother's number and clicked on her father's.  She fiddled with the remote as she waited for him, she owed him some piece of mind. Besides her and her father used to be very close. Of coarse that was before the step monster came into the picture.  As if her thoughts had summoned the woman Vanessas face appeared on her tv. It was only for a split second,  long enough for the woman to give her a satisfied smirk and then the screen suddenly went blank.  Bynies heart dropped. As soon as the selection screen came back she clicked herbdads name again and an error message reading "unable to complete" flashed onto the screen. [color=E38AAE]"No" [/color]she whispered scrolling onto  her mom's name and pressing the button repeatedly. The error message flashed again.[color=E38AAE] "No!" [/color]She screamed standing on her bed. She chucked the remote at the wall hard,[color=E38AAE] "What a BITCH!!"[/color]she shrieked. She felt hot tears start to well up and she angrily dashed at them.  She couldn't believe that her one chance to talk to a loved one was ruined by that evil bitch faced ass hat. Sitting on the edge of her bed she took her face in her hands. Why did her Dad ever marry her? She was literally the epitome of an evil step mother.

She stayed in that position,  lost in her thoughts for who knows how long. When she finally blinked herself back to reality. Sighing she straightened up, glancing at the clock it shined an angry 3am at her. With a 'hurump' she stomped out of her room and down to the hall to the cafeteria. She wasn't going to let that awful woman drag her down for another second. Marching up to the fridge she flung it open and snatched out a tub of ice cream. Taking her bounty to a table she tore into it. She was half a tub in before her heavy eyes got the better of her and she dozed off with the spoon still hanging out of her mouth.