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**sonicmixer** · February 8th, 13, 03:36 PM

(So where do you wanna start? Where your character comes in late? Do you want me to be the sister or the mother?)

**TickTock** · February 8th, 13, 04:07 PM

(I'll start with coming in late ^^) (I don't mind which character you go for; your choice ^^ The sister could possibly be at school as well? Which could add another layer to it, possibly? If you choose the sister; ofc)

It was late at night; 1.44am and Janet; well; not exactly. Janet's real name was Jane but she preferred Janet due to the simple fact she found 'Jane' to be boring, very boring and if not lame even if she was a fan of 'Spiderman' and many other super hero's; not that she let anyone on about that fact. After all. She did have a image to keep. The image? Being a super baddass of course? What else? It wasn't as if she was a nerd or anything. Especially not a prep. She hated prep's. Even so! Arriving back home this late wasn't such a good idea; especially considering she had went out after being told no. But why should it matter? She was sixteen and she was free or at least should be. No one had any right to tell her no; no matter what. If anything Janet was a bit of a brat at times; whining just like any other teenage. The only difference was that Janet knew how to rebel properly and to the point it would cause great stress and worry to her family and friends.

Not that she had any friends; overall. Most of the time she would hang around the 'biker' group at school. The goths. The emos. The dramatics. The bikers. Were the normal places she ended up going. The school had a system. A status almost. And even though she was a 'loner' she wasn't exactly low on the food chain unlike others who would get teased and bulled to the point of being thrown into the trashcan or worse. Janet knew that she needed to keep away from such things and if anything like that came near her; like a nerd or dork. She knew exactly what she had to do; abuse them and make them a laughing stock of the day or face similar if not even worse treatment.

For even though the 'preps' and the 'popular's' done most of the bullying. They weren't horrid, manipulative or down right nasty like the middle sector group which Janet was 'deemed' to be placed in. If anything; she was more of a target to bullying. This was why she tried her best to keep a low profile but this was high school and nothing like that happened for long; first year; she got away with it but in her second year? Everything changed. She had gotten bullied; badly for a whole week due to a stupid accident that she didn't even have anything to do with and from then on; she had to decide. Be the bully or the bullied and it was easy; very easy to decide. She became the bully; not that she did much but she did enough to not get bullied by others.

So as Janet walked home; near to her house. She nervously looked at the light that was on; most of them were on in fact. This was bad; what could she do? She could do nothing bar walk into the house itself. And almost on auto-pilot she did just that; the door was open and she walked in; nervous and if not a little upset by the event. She was going be in trouble; big if not huge trouble for not listening and breaking the rules.

Worst of all? She had stolen some clothes from the basket; that wasn't her's. It was a tight little black dress; soft almost silky and very beautiful which worked well with her very pale skin; contrasting each other as she stood inside the house; looking down; not sure what to say as she stood in heels; way to big for her. One of them broken; snapped at the side. And possibly; worst of all she smelt like smoke and beer; it probably didn't help that she wasn't wearing any underwear at that moment, "U-uh..." was all Janet could say or stutter out; unsure what to do or say; she was stuck; frozen to the spot and almost looked as if she was going to cry.

**sonicmixer** · February 8th, 13, 04:18 PM

(...holy crap that's a long post. I don't know if I'll be ale to match it.)

Janet's older sister Marie stepped out of the shadow's with her arm's crossed. She had a very sour look on her face. She had been noticing certain things going on around the house lately, like some of her clothes had gone missing, as well as some of her beer. But she had never thought that her little sister was the one behind it. "Alright missy you've got some explaining to do." She growled as she walked over to her and pulled her inside, forcing her to sit down in the chair. "What the hell do you think your doing coming in at almost 2 in the morning?! On a school night! I was worried sick about you!"

**TickTock** · February 8th, 13, 04:29 PM

(It's okay, no worries :3)

Janet could only stare at Maire; unsure and very nervous in herself. Showing a lack of a self confidence which wasn't unusual for her; she wasn't a very confident person to start with if anything; she was rather quiet but normally no one really took notice but as she looked at Marie; she sighed, unsure what to say, "I'm sorry," whispered Janet; quietly. Looking at the ground, "I wanted...there was this party but..I" mumbled Janet, unsure what to say. What could she say? She couldn't really say anything could she? Wasn't she suppose to be badass? A tough rocker chick? No. That was a lie. A lie for school. In the house things were different much different and as she looked at her sister; Janet was unsure what to do except cry. She didn't cry; normally but she was rarely caught at all especially in a situation like this and tended to be highly sensitive when confronted by anyone and very unsure of herself. So as she sat there; tears now streaming down her face, bottom lip quivering Janet could only stutter out "I-I-I'm so-r-ry." said Janet, stuttering a lot; shaking, nervously. Wanting nothing more to just runaway into her room; locking the door forever but she wasn't like that; she wasn't a coward but she did have a tendency to cry at times.

**sonicmixer** · February 8th, 13, 05:18 PM

Marie was still really pissed off. "And I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to punish you. You have to learn that you can't be such an irresponsible little baby all the time. Now go to bed, your punishment will commence in the morning."

**TickTock** · February 8th, 13, 05:42 PM

Janet still crying slightly; sniffled as she nodded her head; unable to reply and not quiet sure how to either due to the situation at hand. So instead of putting up a fight; she walked up to her room and simply laid down; unsure what to do and nervous. After all no one in her family made empty threats but soon enough sleep over took the young 16 year old as she cuddled into her blanket and small soft toy; a small lion which she always slept with. It wasn't childish; it was comforting but Janet still felt embarrassed at the act of snuggling her stuff toy; after all she was 16 and if anyone had the nerve of talking or even questioning her about the act; she would say no and most likely start bullying them or trying to fight them; at the least.

Soon enough her alarm rang; loudly. It was 6.30 am. School started at 9am. She had 2 hours and 30 minutes to get ready but normally it only took her 30 minutes to get ready; leaving her with 2 hours to spare and do anything she liked but this morning she felt; very tired and it took her a little longer then normal to get ready. Looking at the clock which signaled it to be; 7.20am; Janet sighed. Her long hair; brushed and flowing downwards in soft brown waves to her chest; covering her forehead slightly at the same time as she tucked in the bottom of her baggy black trousers into her combat army boots; her normal style - army rock chick or at least; sort of.

She was still nervous about what happened yesterday. Well last night as came down stairs, "Marie?" called Janet lightly; wondering where her older sister was as she looked in the kitchen; not finding her there. She grabbed a simple glass of water and drunk it down; sighing Janet wondered into the living room; noticing her older sister there, "Hi..." mumbled Janet; softly and very shyly.

**sonicmixer** · February 8th, 13, 06:00 PM

Marie smiled in a certain smug way. "You came down? Good that's what I was hoping for. As your punishment, you will wear whatever outfit I choose for you and do whatever I wish. And this includes to school." She whistled as she took out something that would most likely horrify Janet. She produced a frilled pink diaper and took out a ruffled baby dress. It was very cute and feminine looking. The dress was made of soft, pink bridal satin accented with white lace. The bodice had a rounded neckline trimmed with ribbons and bridal beads, and a furry white bunny with the words, "Little Girl" embroidered underneath. The large, puff sleeves were adorned with tiny bows and ruffled lace. A flair skirt, spacious enough to handle the fullest petticoat, was attached with elastic at the waist for an easy yet snug fit. Encircling the waist was a wide, pink satin ribbon with a huge, pink bow in the back.

**TickTock** · February 8th, 13, 06:09 PM

Janet could only stare; frozen in shock as her cheeks heated up; red; blushing as she stood there; unable to think as she just looked at the dress, rubbing her eyes. This wasn't happening; this couldn't be happening but it was and Janet didn't know what to do; not at all. Looking at Marie; Janet tried to open her mouth to come up with a response; anything but she couldn't. She felt weak; stressed by this, "Marie," whispered Janet, softly, scared, "I can't wear that, I'll get bullied, please." said Janet; shaking slightly. She felt sick at the thought of wearing something like that; it was girly, very girly and Janet didn't mind 'girly' clothing but this; this she couldn't stand and much less she couldn't wear a diaper; it would humiliation and very embarrassing. She couldn't imagine what would happen at school if she walked in wearing something like that; she would likely get thrown in the dumpster or even have her head down the toilet; possibly even wedgie'd? Janet didn't know but she was scared; very scared as she stood there unable to do anything or say anything; she was scared and was close to the point of crying.

**sonicmixer** · February 8th, 13, 07:13 PM

Marie raised an eyebrow. "That's the point. This is to teach you a lesson for coming in late, not to mention the fact that your a bully yourself at the school. Now lay down so I can put your diaper on. And then I'll put on your rubber panties. And get your hair done."

**TickTock** · February 8th, 13, 07:27 PM

"That's not fair though," said Janet; crossing her arms over her chest, "and I don't really bully anyone." stated Janet, quietly, "so if I end up thrown in the dumpster it's your fault." added Janet, glaring at Marie. A little harshly. As she stood still. Still scared as she looked at her older sister, "Please, Marie, don't do this." asked Janet; softly. It wasn't that she didn't bully anyone; she did but she didn't bully anyone to the point of throwing them in the dumpster or locking them in there locker; which normally happened at the school. She would just trip them up or push them; that was nothing compared to what happened at the school yet bullying; from what she knew of it; was bad either way and as she looked at her older sister, Maire. Janet sighed, lightly; not sure if she could fight this argument any longer without making it worse as she looked at Marie, frowning slightly and using the only tactic she had left besides running away. Janet walked up to her sister; Marie and hugged her around the waist. The same thing she used to do as a child, "Please, I didn't mean to; I don't want a repeat of what happened in my first year." said Janet; quietly. She doubted her sister knew what happened in her first year; after all she normally kept quiet about that but it was enough to cause a huge backlash to her confidence and who she was as a person.