[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/3oKIPq5EQ1CIlWq0QU/giphy.gif?cid=3640f6095c3161494c32494d4d32061a[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: Millenium Plaza Boutique -> Target
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Leighton had never in all her life been treated with disdain. She may have been sure that store employees talked about her in hushed whispers behind closed doors, but never openly at her. She had money to spend, after all. Not only were the employees and other customers angry...they were afraid. Of her? [color=FB5A7E]"You've got to be joking! I'm not a mutant! I have no powers or abilities! I'm not one of those freaks on the television and I resent being called such! You've got some nerve insinuating such! I've got half a mind to call my family's lawyer and sue your business into bankruptcy for discrimination!"[/color] She could hardly think with the alarm blaring off.

One of the men mentioned the police and she didn't want to be tangled up with them. It would be a thing, possibly on the news. Her family would disown her. [color=FB5A7E]"Fine! You just lost a valuable customer and you will be hearing from my attorney!"[/color] with that, she ran out of the door and into the street. She could feel heat rising into her cheeks. It had to be a malfunction. She was not a freak! She was never recruited. She never showed powers. Her parents weren't either and, as far as she knew, no one else in her family was. And yet she was treated like a criminal. The nerve! She would get revenge on them. Just wait.

She looked across the street as she made her way away from the boutique. She saw a Target and, as much as it pained her, she could hide out in there. She ran quickly, but as she got to the sidewalk she tripped and fell. She got up quickly and looked at her knee, cursing the now cut on it, but she still ran and made it inside the Target safely. She was met with a warm, smiling greeter and she couldn't be bothered. She made her way down the aisles, checking over her shoulder.