Lorelei groggily opened one eye as her cell phone began the beginning to one of her favorite songs, "Angels" by Within Temptation. She tossed her sleeping bag to the side as she slowly got to her feet. The derelict church she'd adopted as her makeshift studio was a more comfortable sleeping place then her Uncle's loft. He's had strict rules about everything, screw the bed, she could make do with a sleeping bag. 

She smiled as she looked at the piece she'd finished the night before, the oil painting was of a nearly luminescent woman, her wings extending beyond the edges of the canvas in defiance. 

She refused to be bound to just a single picture. 

Lorelei never quite knew what her obsession with winged people actually based itself on. She had zero interest in religion, just something about the freedom made sense to her. She looked down at the tracking anklet strapped around her tattooed leg. She wondered if other high school students here were tattooed as much as she was. Both arms, her legs, and if she wore any type of tank top, her back would be visible. 

"Well I guess my wings are clipped for the time being." She sighed as she shrugged out of her painting clothes and picking up her clothing for the first day of school. A cut up pair of jeans, a tshirt of a comic heroine Blackcats had introduced her to. She looked to the pile of comics beside her lamp. She picked up her favorite article of clothing. Her vest. It was a pretty jacket at one point, then she nearly fell off that fire escape and tore a sleeve clean off. She loved the vest, had bleached the stencil of a pair of wings on the back. She also adorned it with a bunch of pins from various shows, and comic conventions she'd visited. Mementos that defined her as someone who isn't...she pushed those thoughts out of her head as she ran her hands through her hair and quickly slipped the vest over her shoulders. 

This was her first day at Glades High, with a tracking anklet. She was going to be popular...

She left the church through the makeshift entrance through the skylight, and the fire escape from the second floor. She was used to hopping about like this, so it meant her little sanctuary was probably safe. The heavy chains made it impossible to gain access through the main door. As she landed on the gravel with a solid whoosh she heard the familiar chirp behind her. Without turning around she sighed, "I am planning to go to school as instructed," 

Officer Martinez, the only cop who agreed to be Lorelei's monitoring detail, waiting outside had a second cup of coffee waiting for Lorelei, she smiled as the girl sulked past her for a split second before turning around and taking the coffee. "You know that's trespassing right?" 

Lorelei grumbled something under her breath before she said quietly, "He won't let me paint at home." 

Martinez sighed, before gesturing to the car. "As far as I know, I found you at a coffee shop. Want a ride?" 

Lorelei looked at the car, before checking her watch. "Can you at least drop me off a block away?" Martinez smiled, opening her door before responding. 

"I don't want to make your life any more of an adjustment. Let me have a sketchbook page when you have a finished book and not only will I drop you off a block away, the church is between you and me." Lorelei smiled a little at Martinez before sipping the coffee, it was sweet, and the heat warmed her. 

"Thank you...any chance you can take off the anklet?" She asked quietly. Martinez shook her head, the slight hints of a frown creasing her mouth. 

"Sorry sweetie, it was that or juvie. Although from what I've heard this school will do wonders for you."

Lorelei was silent as she drank the rest of her coffee. As they pulled up to the promised "block away from school." Martinez tossed a small brown bag to her. "You packed me a lunch?"

"Did you have breakfast plans?"

"No..." Lorelei stammered. Martinez smiled as she reached over and closed the door. 

"Your welcome." 

Lorelei walked the rest of her way to the school, she kept looking down at the tracking anklet. "It's not that bad, it's not that bad..." She told herself over and over again as she stepped on school grounds.