"No mom!" Emerson shouted, as she stormed down the steps, her mother trailing behind her.

"School is important. It's your education!" Maisey reasoned.

Emerson turned around quickly, causing her mother to bump into her.

"Tamara needs education, but she's missing. And who knows how much danger she's in? I think if another extra pair of eyes is out searching--"

"Talk to your father! If he says yes, then go look for the stain!" She growled, throwing her hands in the air.

Emerson took a deep breath, and continued up the stairs. Hesitating, she knocked on her father's door to his study.

However, right when she was about to knock, the door swung open. Emerson let out a yelp, and her father jumped.

"Emerson! What are you doing by my study? You know the rule--"

"Mom sent me to ask you if I could skip school to look for Tamara," she interrupted.

"No!" He said sternly.

"Why?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Education is important!" He reasoned, walking away from her.

"Even for Stains?" She asked, her eyebrows narrowing into a defiant gaze.

"Don't call yourself that! You aren't one of those....things. You wear contacts, but if you dyed your--"

"Dad I'm exactly like them. I have purple eyes, red hair. Do you need any more proof then that?" She asked, angrily gesturing to herself.

He ignored her, and said sternly, "You're going to school, and that's final!"

She glared at him as he retreated downstairs to who knows where. Quickly, she ran back into her room and grabbed her disk.

"Pull up images of Tamara Thompson," she said urgently, running to her Geospam. It was a holographic desktop that gave her full access to the whole student body. She was voted for student body director mainly because she could pay for dances and school things.

Immediately pictures of the cocoa skin girl appeared. Her vibrant blue hair, and sea-green eyes looked so happy. She chose the one they took a few weeks ago, where Tamara was caught mid-laugh.

Emerson pressed a few buttons and swirled some things around. The final product read:

Missing:

Tamara Eve Thompson

Age: 16

Height: 5'6

Eyes: Sea-Green

Hair: Blue

Last known whereabouts: Chestnut Circle

If anyone knows any information about the missing person[s] please contact the number[s] below:

Thompson's: ***********

Paul Thompson: **********

Sylvia Thompson: **********

Emerson Paige: **********

Emerson didn't hesitate before hitting send. It'd appear all throughout the school. Banks, labs, classrooms. Everyone would know, and someone had to know something.

~~~~

Emerson walked through the halls, ignoring the stares as she walked toward her bank. Her disk was floating by her head, and she pulled it out of the air. It easily slipped into the slit of the tiny circle, and she turned it to the left. The small index card rectangle compartment opened with ease.

She stuck her hand in, and the space immediately widened. She grabbed her school satchel and her books. Most things were digital, but Emerson requested paper material for her resources. She preferred the smell and the feel of the pages over the digital screen.

Someone taped her on the shoulder. She whipped quickly around and saw her brother Ethan.

She let out a sigh, "What is it this time?"

"What's wrong with you? What were you thinking? Do you even know what you've done?" He asked, bombarding her with question after question. It was like a one sided fist fight.

"What?" She asked, now slightly worried.

"The stupid missing flyers? Your tramp can wait," he snapped.

Their was a loud crack, and Ethan's head snapped to the side. A giant red hand print, splayed on the side of his face. The few kids remaining in the hall had either filmed it, or were speechless.

"My best friend is missing, and all you care about is your image? How do you think you are?" She spat quietly, before turning on her heel and fleeing to her class.

She could feel her brother's gaze boring into her as she retreated. She rushed into her world history class, only to find the students staring at her. Emerson froze before quickly sliding into a seat in the back.

"Nice hit Paige," Kevin Sanders whispered.

Emerson turned slightly, and she had a ghost of a smile on her face.

"If you ever want to mess around--"

She scoffed, "No! And if I would, it certainly wouldn't be with you, you ignorant, incompetent peacock!"

"Please, as if I'd want to be seen with a Stain," he sneered, before turning to face the teacher.

Emerson could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks, as she focused on calming down. She could feel the red hot anger turn into full on forest fire rage.

"Emerson Paige?" Mrs. O'Connor said.

"Yes?" The girl called out, now flushed out of embarrassment.

"Administrative office please," she said pressing a button, and then Emerson received the pass on her portable Geospam.

She stood up, and could feel Kevin's glare as she made her way to the door.

~~~

"Emerson Paige, the principal would like to see you," the Secretary robot, Georgia, said.

The red head's lips were in a thin, tight line, and she nodded staring intently at the door to Principal Davids room. When she opened the door, she was slightly surprised to see her father there.

"This is an outrage! This is a violation! I am running for Strategist for our country. Do you know how this makes me look? And trust me, you don't want that sick b--"

Emerson cleared her throat, and her father paused in his screeching rant. His finger still mid-stab, and Principal Davids never looked so happy to see a student enter his office.

"I was called...?" Emerson said awkwardly.

"Yes, because we wanted to review our non-tolerance policy with you. We do not except violence of any kind at our school--"

"You've got to be kidding me! They are siblings! This isn't the bullying scenario you think it is!" Her father shouted, thrusting his hands in the air to 'make his point'.

Principal David's ignored him and faced her, "Would you please inform us of the events that transpired during this time?"

"Well, my brother came up to me and said some vulgar things about Tamara, who is currently missing and could be in serious danger. So I slapped him, because he had no right to be angry at me for trying to help get the student body aware of her absence. The more eyes looking means more chances of finding the thing you're searching for. Someone could've also known something," she shrugged.

"You did what?" Richard snapped, a vein bulging out of his forehead.

"I sent information on Tamara's disappearance to the whole student body," She shrugged.

"You basically created more attention. Are you trying to ruin my career?" He asked.

"Please stay calm, and be rational Mr. Paige--"

"Don't tell me what to do! I could have you fired! I could get this whole school shut down!" He sputtered.

"So what's the point of me being here," Emerson asked glancing back and forth between the principal and her father.

"Well, a video of you has gone viral," Principal Davids simply stated.

Emerson's mouth dropped open in shock.

"And some people consider you a threat to society," her father added, glaring at the principal.

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