Skin Deep

Sorry guys but I couldn't resist. I've got Sunshine islands, More Friends of Mineral Town and now DS Cute story all on at once!

This is actually inspired by my favourite book...So enjoy and review? Please?

Prologue: Rewind

The stereo thumps out a drumbeat. Claire yells and reaches into the front of the car to turn the volume up –it's her favourite song. The boys in the front laugh and Kai puts his feet up on the dash. I smile like I'm having a good time, squashed in the middle of the back seat with Claire dance-jigging around on my knee and Karen and Popuri on either side of me. I wish Rock would slow down because the pitch of the car round the country lanes makes my stomach lurch and I don't think he should be driving this fast.

Popuri's giggling and rubbing Kai's head over the back of the seat. She likes him, I can tell. He rolls a joint and takes a drag then passes it to her. She inhales the smoke right down. I shiver inside. Mum and Dad would go crazy if they knew I was in a car with people taking drugs, and if they saw me in Claire's halter-neck top and short skirt. Popuri passes me the joint and I shake my head. She shrugs, her face scornful, and Claire grabs it and takes a few puffs before passing it on. The car careers around another corner like we're on a track ride at the funfair.

I sort of wish I was at home, tucked up on the sofa watching TV. But when the bottle of cider goes round the car, I drink as much as the others so they don't laugh at me for being the youngest. For being a stupid little girl. My eyes feel funny and heavy with the mascara Claire brushed on them earlier. I don't know who this girl is. It's not theme who stacks the dishwasher every night and helps my little brother paint his figures at the kitchen table.

I drink more cider, but that doesn't give me more answers, just makes me feel a bit more like throwing up.

Claire leans forward and kisses Rock on the neck. Open-mouthed. Sucking hard. He'll have a bruise there tomorrow.

Kai laughs. "Get a room!"

And Rock waves to him to take the wheel while he cranes round to catch her mouth.

The car swerves and my stomach clenches.

Karen's quiet probably miffed that Popuri's after Kai and there's no one for her.

Claire whoops as Rock takes the wheel again and floors the accelerator. The car surges forward and hurtles faster and faster down the road.

We hit a straight stretch and Rock spins the wheel from side to side, hands in the air, steering with his knees. Us girls scream and laugh all at once. I force my giggles out.

Something swoops low in front of the car. Rock shouts out and the car veers towards the hedge.

An owl!

He grabs the wheel and we shriek with relief. My heart steadies again though I feel sicker than ever.

"Fairy!" Kai jeers at him and Rock's face sets harder in the rear view mirror. His eyes glitter and he slams down on the accelerator. We're moving rally-car fast. The January frost coats the hedges in the headlights' beam as we flash past.

We wheel around another bend into the dip down to Harton Brook. Another twist in the road, and another.

The needle on the speedo reads 70 mph and the girls and I are really screaming. Rocks' knuckles are white on the wheel and even Kai takes his feet down off the glove compartment.

We shoot over the bridge into the bend straight after it.

The stereo bass batters my ears.

And then...then the car feels different underneath me. The wheels...they glide and spin.

Bumps in the road...I can't feel them anymore.

We're floating.

And I remember. Remember how Mum always nags Dad to slow down here. "It's a frost pocket. There's black ice here." She always says.

Suddenly Kai starts to yell and Karen shrieks. And I know why the car feels funny. Why it's skating on the road.

Rock cries out, "Shit! Shit!"

The car spins off the road, crashes down the steep bank into the field below.

We're not gliding anymore and my bones shake like they're falling to pieces.

Thump...thump...thump...for the stereo.

Screaming.

So loud.

I'm thrown upwards as the car turns over.

Then sent slamming down again.

The car rolls once more and my head hits the roof.

Blackness.

Dark.

So dark.

But it's not safe like it is when i'm snug in my bed. In my own little room.

This is choking dark.

Through it, the screaming reaches me again.

Deafening.

It won't let me stay, pulls me back to the sound.

I open my eyes.

I'm pressed up against the roof of the car. It's upside down. Popuri's hanging over the back seat, her head half out the rear window. Blood drips along the shards of broken glass. Her legs pin me to the roof and I can't move. My arms are trapped under her. I shove, but she doesn't move.

There's a sharp, bitter smell in my nose. I recognise it, but I can't remember what to call it.

Claire's not on my lap anymore. She's in the front between the seats. Her eyes stare up, wide and glassy. Lifeless.

I wonder why it's so light, why I can see Claire and the panic rises in my throat.

I know.

Coils of light-orange flames-lick towards me.

An acrid stench of burning.

The screaming is coming from me now.

The flames touch me. I can't move away, can't get my arms free. They stroke my skin in a white-hot sear of agony.

The pain...oh God...the pain.

It goes on forever.

A voice yells, sobs, "Hang on I'll get you out." A hand grabs my leg and pulls me hard and fast, away from the flames. Out from under Popuri's body.

Kai yanks me out of the door. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't get it open in time." One arm hangs useless by his side. He puts the other arm around my waist and half drags, half carries me away.

I know I'm howling with the pain and I can't stop. Nothing's ever hurt like this before.

He collapses on to the grass with me. Rock's bent double beside us, rocking back and forth on his knees. Karen's there too whimpering and holding her head.

Kai looks at me. "Oh my God, oh..." and he starts to cry too.

I let myself slide back into the dark again as the car explodes.