"Kaitlyn! Hello? Hey over here!" Ah, headphones, the best thing to ever be invented. They are the reason why I am not looking at my mother rightnow and instead focusing on the game. I didn't have time to speak with her when my lead was slipping away from me! The funny thing is, no musicis even playing. Oh, my acting skills are just so good.
"That's it-!" Before I could stop her she was pulling them out of my head with asharp pull. I never thought that actually hurt but damn!
"What the hell! Can't you see I am busy right now," I snapped at her as she looked down at me. I was in a bundle of blankets and pillows on the ground in our office. It wasn't like I needed the blankets, we lived in southern California, but I was so comfortable. I have found the more I add to the mountain of blankets the more likely my mom will let me sleep in here and game all night. That would be sooo nice, I thought.
"It's late, you need to get some sleep," she said as she made he way to the TV and turned off the Xbox. I was in the middle of a great deathmatch round with my best friend. AND I was winning! What the hell?!
"What do you think you doing! Are you crazy?!" I almost shouted at her. My brown stared falling out of the bun it was in as I stood, making it a little more dramatic than I had planned.
"I said you need to go to sleep," she stated firmly. I gave her the whatever-I-don't-have-the energy-to-argue look and stumbled back to my room. God, sometimes she can be a real pain in the ass.
I hadn't exactly been all that, how should I put this, nice to her lately. Actually I had been a real bitch to her. Ever since I was sentenced to go live with my dad for the summer, away from my best friend Becca, and all that I know and love. It was going to be torture. I was really into my electronic devices and my dad lived out in the middle of no where, in a forest. So no more electronics that I loved. Like my Ipodfor example. I was, quiet literally, always plugged in and listening to music. It was my life line, I would die without it. Just like my Xbox andmy Xbox Live account. I had close to failing grades because of the gaming system to prove it.
But my electronics aren't the only reason why I dreaded this little trip to my dad's. It's because when my parents split up, I said some very vulgar things to him. And I am not proud of it but he deserved it. He cheated on my mom with some skank! I have some choice words for her too...
So now I get to feel the wrath of both him and her for an entire summer. Just great, really, really great. I had plan though, an awful plan, but one none the less. The plan is to pack up as much of my clothing that I could into a bag and all of the most important stuff and jump out of my window and haul ass to Becca's house and hide out there. It sounded like I was five again but I was actually really excited. Her mom and I were really close and she hated the idea of my absence all summer so both Becca and I believe she would be fine with my hiding there. Got to love Jackie! I thought with a grin.
In the dark my room looked pretty scary. It's probably bigger than most teenagers bedrooms because it is actually supposed to be the master suite. It has the bathroom and everything. My mother gave it to me when we moved in because she left guilty about the divorce and thought that it would make me love her more. It did for about two months and then everything went back to normal. The walls are painted a pretty Tiffany blue, with with white trim and baseboards. My bed is a queen bed and hasfor white post coming out on the corners and the it looks old because the paint is chipped and scuffed. It was like that to look like it came from a antic shop. My vanity and dresser also like like that. My room looks like it could be on a PB Teen magazine's cover. But in the dark itlooks like a bad horror movie.
Quickly I gathered what I would need. All my softball t-shirts, all my jeans, and my black Vans. Also my sweats, some of my pencil skirts, three blouses and all my tank tops. If you are a girl who is into fashion then you will know that all that can fit into one bag. The pencil skirts and blouses are all paper thin so they take up very little room. The only thing that really takes up a lot of room is my jeans. Then next my bras and undies (if you really want to know they are thongs but that's not your business now is it?) and my hair brush. After all that my bag was stuffed but done so with skill so it all fit well. But before I left, I slid on the outfit I had set aside for the journey. My schools sweat pants and a tank top. Every easy to run in. Then slipping on my white Vans, I took a long look at my room. I am gonna miss this place.
Once done with my last look, I silently walked over to the window and looked out. The moon was full and shone down on my face. Hopefully my mom didn't look out her window and see me leaving. That would ruin everything. But pushing these worries away I proceeded to open the window and climb out. I suddenly felt so alive. I was really running away from home. Everyone goes threw that phase where they want to run away but never really do. But now I was really doing this. Taking a deep breath I slid from the window and dropped silently down on the ground. I had practiced that jump a million and one times just so I could do it silently. Smiling to myself, I took off down the dark street, bag hitting my back with ever step.
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A good half an hour has passed and I still hadn't made it to her house. I didn't realize she lived this far away. But I was close because here is her street. Smiling again I take off, not wanting to linger too long. Her house got closer and closer and soon I could see someone standing on her lawn. But when the persons hair became visible I could tell it was Becca. Her blonde hair is just so perfect! The glossy ringlets even glistened in the dark. I start to slow down and soon we are face to face.
"Thank god you made it! I was starting to think you weren't gonna go threw with this," She said with a wide smile.
"Of course I came!" I giggled and gave her a hug. She returned the hug and ushered me inside. Her house was just so cozy and warm all the time and always smelled like cookies for some reason.
"Mom, Kaitlyn's here!" She shouted out and we heard some shuffling and then her mom pops her head out of the study down the hall.
"Oh, good, I was wondering when she would get here," her mom smiled and returned back to whatever she was doing.
"She knows, so no need to find a excuse," Becca said, and started up the stairs, "Hey do you wanna play Assassins Creed? I haven't played in forever and really miss my favorite game." Just that sentence made me so happy. We loved that game. One of the best games ever made really. The story line was so interesting but the only problem was it could get repetitive sometimes. Killing nine men basically the same way could get old.
"Is that even a question?" I asked sarcastically and hurriedly followed her. This is why I love this girl. She is almost a carbon copy of me except with better hair and she was blonde. Some people said we could be sisters but we tell them we already are. Oh, I know cheesy, but its true! We both are very into video games and everything that has to do with them. We were such nerds. Except no one would know we are such nerds because we dress and look like the type of girls that are to into our image to even think about video games. I guess you could say we are the pretty popular girls. Except I don't really think I am that pretty. Yes I am thin and fit but I just don't find myself attractive at all. I liked fashion and makeup and all that girly junk but I love to just put my hair up and throw on sweats and be lazy and be as unattractive as possible. My skin is so pale and my legs have all these scars from softball all over them. Same with my arms. Its just sad the amount of scars I have. But Becca is the total opposite, kinda. She also doesn't find herself attractive but she is that kind of perfect that you strive for. Her blonde hair was always perfect, her blue eyes always seemed to sparkle, and her smile was always beaming for some reason. My brown hair isn't that bad but never seemed to be as nice as hers and my hazel eyes were just, there. I have a nice smile though. That's what I love the most about myself.
Becca turned into a room and flicked the switch. Instantly the light came on and I could she had already had blankets in here and pillows. "You know me so well," I said as I flopped down on the pillows.
"I thought you would like that. Also-" She turns around and goes over to the bookshelf in the corner of the room and turns on her Ipod. My favorite song starts to play, I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift. "-thought you would like this." She smiled and went back over to the TV and turns it on as well. I get up from my spot on the pillows and blankets and turned up the volume on the player. "I knew you were trouble when you walked in..." I sang with Taylor. Oh how I love this song! I know all the words and its a good thing I am a good singer because when I am really bored I will sing it. Or almost any song really. I know the lyrics to way to many songs. It's one of my special talents.
"Come on you stupid little..." I look over to see Becca trying to turn on the Xbox by pressing to circle start button. But it wasn't even reacting. "This thing better not be broken.." she mumbled under her breath.
"What the-!" Is all she and I could say as the thing did turn on but the screen was a blinding white. Great, just great, the poor thing is broken. I couldn't take the blinding white anymore so I covered my eyes and closed them. A few moments passed and the silence is broken by a strange noise. Is that a a goat...? I wondered as I opened my eyes. Oh my god it is! There in front of me was a goat. I was definitely not in Becca's house. "Where am I?" I wondered aloud. And how did I get here? And it was hot! Holy crap I felt like I was being baked in an oven! Looking around I saw people but they were dressed funny. Like covered up and in dark, depressing colors. And who I assumed were the women, were covering almost all of their skin, except for there eyes. No one seemed to notice me and that was good thing. I knew where I was now and it was safe to be under dressed. As in, wearing a showy tank top and sweat pants. And where was Becca? She was just with me and now she was gone! Then something it me. There are no roads or concrete, just this dirt looking stuff. No telephone wires or poles, no satellite dishes. What year is it? Wide eyed I searched for someone who could help me. This was way to weird to handle! It must be a very realistic dream. Standing up hurt but i chad to get someone to help me. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! I was starting to become panicked. I really wanted to cry right now but I had to hold it in. I had to find Becca.
