"Kelly, wait!" A 14 year old girl with long blonde hair ran across the dark street, in the rain, to catch up with her friend

"No" Kelly stopped and turned to yell "Stay away from me"

"Please" The girl reached out to touch her friend innocently

"No!" Kelly yelled again "No Lucy; you're a freak"

"I-I'm sorry" her eyes started watering although it was heard to tell with the rain

"I'm going to tell everyone"

"Please, don't" she tried to step closer but Kelly just stepped further back

"No, everyone needs to know, you're a freak; you're disgusting; stay away from me" and with that Kelly ran leaving Lucy in the Rain with tears running down her face

Kelly said she'd tell everyone what happened, if Lucy's parents find out things would get really bad. At first she wasn't sure what to do; then an idea hit her, it was perhaps extreme but she had to, she couldn't live with the shame of what happened, everyone would judge her; her parents... they might kill her; this was bad. She panicked

The 14 year old ran home as fast as she could; she was relieved to find her parents, and her older brother, were still out; so she was alone.

She went straight upstairs, went into her brothers room; she opened his closet and took out a t-shirt, jeans and a hoody. She then went to the bathroom grabbed the scissors out of the draw.

She held a strand of her long blonde hair out, held the scissors ready to make the cut and held her breath too. She couldn't stay here, and they'd look for her so she had to change; she closed her eyes and took the first cut. She felt the hair drape over her hand, so she forced her eyes open to see what she'd done. There; she'd done it, she'd cut a strand of that long blonde hair her mother admired on her. Once the first piece was cut she cut another one, and another and another. Soon her hair was all trimmed, it was short, not too short but she could get away with it.

She changed out of her dress, into her brothers clothes; slipped trainers on, took all the money she had could find around her room and took some more from the stash she knew her father had in his closet.

With one final glance into the house, she slipped out the front door, bought the hood of the hoody up and left ; out into the night and the rain; alone.